I Iii.
Poem
By Srdjan an uteri: [Shale]
Woke up tied
I thought I already died
Was moved to a fort
Somewhere in the north
One guy had to die
I was next in line
But then a dragon made the guards be gone
So I runed down the burning streets
Of the fort there were only bits
I knew I need a bath
But then I screened:
Feel my wrath
FUS DAH
And the dragon was like:
blah son I cant compete with that.
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