Sahgur Helm
hell below the door post mast
columns of chewed brevity
nothing found heavy
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this is the best part
an olive fell into my Scotch
the ham bone was roasting next to the sink
Sahgur built his city on rock & roll
the chief priest of the Agnostic front
legend has it he was under a spell
I got a great story by which to tell
Sahgur Helm roasted chicken in a back of a pan
he was working on an unbelievable plan
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