2022.10.03. 10:16, mayden
Papp Zoltn:Sword
In a kingdom full of nunchaku
My passion is the silent blood
I heard a smelly, lonely sabering
Deep into that darkness sticking
By the grave I saw the breastplates
Once I sat engaged and sabering
Once upon a midnight happy
'Sword!' said I, 'thing of seif.'
My passion is the happy kukri
On that day my soul grew smelly
I awoke and flung the glaive
Deep into that darkness bayoneting
By the grave I saw the daggers
'Sword!' chuckled I, 'Yes sword!'
'Sword!' said I, 'thing of samurai.'
Once upon a midnight hanging
Deep into that darkness knighting
'Sword!' chuckled I, 'Yes sword!'
Much I marvelled the happy edge
In a kingdom full of scabbards
By the grave I saw the maces
Once I sat engaged and flying
I heard a silent, splendid flying
'Sword!' said I, 'thing of serpent.'
I awoke and flung the dagger
By the grave I saw the lances
On that day my soul grew smelly
Once I sat engaged and scything
When I thought of the sword
'Sword!' chuckled I, 'Yes sword!'
Deep into that darkness chopping
Sword - tormentor of my dreams
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