To begin our tale,
I must tell you now,
That this journey is not for the pale
Within the halls of the armoury,
Lives a lonely man, named Lee
“I am no sheriff, leave me be”
Is what he says to those who ask
But he doe have one task
To build the finest weaponry
In all the lands and even the sea
He shows you now the sword of truth
Granted he is quite uncouth
As his craft is strong
But social skills are always wrong
So he stays here alone
Making weapons for those who pwn
Weapons made here are limitless
Although they do require a bit of finesse
So now he asks “what do I make?”
To which I reply “why not some cake?”
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cutie the bomb met her at a beauty salon with a baby louis vuitton under her underarm she said, “i could tell you rock, i could tell by your charm, far as girls, you got a flock, i could tell by your charm and your arm” but i’m lookin for the one, have you seen her? my psychic tells me she a have a ass like serena, trina, jennifer lopez, four kids, and i gotta take all they bad ass to showbiz?
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The first of the weapons I asked him to make Was something able to slice cake So a sword he made me And it was sharp, even more so than could be But it could cut my delicacy Even if it indeed seems crazy But it was named Äeger After the dragon, who had much anger