When I was a wee squire
I smelt dragon fire
Beneath the stables of the castle.
I considered heroics,
But chose not to show it.
It was simply too much of a hastle.
When I was a wee squire
I smelt dragon fire
Beneath the stables of the castle.
I considered heroics,
But chose not to show it.
It was simply too much of a hastle.
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