Did A Bit Of Poetry I Guess

[Gen_tlemen]

I suppose It's about time I wrote some Massivecraft-themed poetry for once. Apologies for the glumness, it's a habit.

Stack the bridges with ashlar and stone

for the sins of our brothers we must attone

We swallow our hopes in spite of our dreams

to protect our feeble, we suppress our esteems.

To remain in the drainage and drown in your waters

We offer to you our wives and our daughters

To fill your greediness to its full extent

When you are finally finished, asleep and spent,

By night you give us your lives and repent.

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The huff and the puff of the daily regime

They're off in the morning to kill themselves clean.

They glint in the sunlight and glow in the dark

the uniforms they don are powdered and stark.

To shake their hammers and axes and swords

at things in the night whom others call Lords

Bring down the starlight with azure and gold

To chain up these heretics and fill them with mold.

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The king that we hail is little and frail

His teeth are outspoken, his eyes grey and blue

The crown he dons upon his head is askew.

He rules our lands with a dusty ol' fist,

In his entombment it's about two decades he missed.

His antiquated visions and his parchment quarrels

Our city is no stronger than a pickpocket's morals.

Barbarians stomp and rumble the walls

Shatter buildings and bloody our halls

The tribesmen may cry and scream of their pleas

the bringer of doom, these figures appease

Clad in dark robes and bloodied black gloves

They bring certain death, and parry our doves.

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[_Creepers_]

yay!