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Boromir the *hrm* poet:
Fate of the Orc
Oh Orc you Greenest
Oh Orc you Meanest
Here is foe, not friend
Here you will meet your end
HOOT HOOT (on horn)
Oh Orc leave your eternal strife
Oh Orc leave your meaningless life
I'm your greatest fear
I'm more than you can bear
HOOT HOOT
Oh Orc you will surely die
Oh Orc hear my warrior cry "AAAAIIIIIIIII"
Come and taste my sword
Come and meet and human Lord
HOOT HO *SCHTUCK*(arrow hitting Boromir)
Orc: Shut him up! Hurry! Not a word more! I've heard Wargs proclaiming better poems!
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Three switched witches watch three Swatch watch switches.
Which switched witch watch which Swatch watch switch?
He who breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the path of wisdom ~Lurker...
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