I Am..
I am Cassie who hails from the mud of the Deep Black.
From the land of lions/in the Dirty Deep South
Daughter of the Queen/ princess to a man of battle
I am a wielder of brains and emotions/ knowledge and compassion
Fierce and powerful I am/ dark orbs picking my opponents apart
I live life wildly and freely/ never ceasing for a moment
With odds stacked against me I prevail true and strong.
I battle with no fear of defeat/for I am unstoppable.
Without hesitation I charge into battle
Protecting those who are unable to defend themselves
With sharp whit and cunning words to prove innocence/
I'll master the courtroom floor.
Enemies beware/ for I am a Crowson /and we are beasts of hell
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