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Treason is the reason For this extreme dry season. You see, long, long ago, In the age of Lo! A creature arose, who filled the land with woe. He was neither man, nor he was foe, He ached for love, he ached for care His only crime: to be disfigured "what a scare!" He grew cold and evil At rejection and upheaval. Treason is the reason For this extreme dry season. He cursed the times, He cursed many times. He cursed so many times, Now our times are filled with so many crimes. The grounds became droughteous, The heavens barren. Lack of love. Lack of care. Drove a creature to despair. Land of Lo no longer. This story could be no wronger. And to this day and on The creature's words live on To serve a moral lesson, But our world just will not listen. Treason is the reason For this extreme dry reason.
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