Alexander "The Great" Lotero
Born to modern Nobility,
I am a Lotero,
a name that moves mountains,
the mountains are mine though.
My name doesn't define me,
my actions do,
I'm proven in combat, it's true,
I can fight, even you.
Fearless, all challengers are welcome,
catch me in my turbocharged carriage,
I'll bless you with the taste of burnt rubber,
and await you and Fear's marriage.
I learned to stand tall early in my life,
so I could defend myself, my family,
and one day my wife.
Aditionaly I never shy away from a conflict,
no matter what sparked it,
confidence equals intimidation,
that's how I win,
I have no limitations.
Once more, I'm a Lotero,
a name to be remembered,
my story will never be dismembered.
This all means I'm legit,
I've worked for what I have,
so best not forget it.
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