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An army I see standing before you
Won't you let it be so we won't go blue
Me alone in the field, head high and no shield
for give me, but I won't bow down or kneel
Lets open our eyes and see what we've done
We have fought each other hundreds of tons
Seeking a super satifying move to do
Only do things that make your peasants sat "cool foo"
I send my messengers to you but what a shame
It seems like this is turning into a dull game
Don't need an army to cover my fear
My canser doesn't spread so I'm not near
No near to be like you because I know I am better than that
I laugh at this lame game because I know I'm not a brat
...STOP!
I will not go on because I'm no blabber
I'm no talker because I know I'm a walker
So my long poem ends here...making sure my message is clear!
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