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seize thy wicked beast
dont turn your back or thy steel sword will peirce thee
t'will go deep through your scaley skin and iron bone
be aware you will not be free when i cut thy wings with thy mighty sword
i shall chop your head
now you no longer feast uopn my brothers with thy sharp teeth
no my village it set to ease
may you no longer spit fire and butn down out trees
thoes are the ones that wee need to breath
now can you see?
the courage i have to have
to be the man
that slay thy mighty beast