Shall I compare thee to a mindless herd?
Thou art more silly and more bandwagon.
For thou dost take the Seer upon her word,
And giveth no clues as to the next one.
Sometimes 'tis good to keep a wraith around,
And let her ludicrousness entertain,
For every ordo doth with angst abound,
Somebody's got to keep this village sane.
But thy eternal doom shall never fade,
Nor lose possession of those deaths thou ow'st.
Nor, when I turn from wraith to Evil Shade
Shall I stop haunting thee wheree'er thou goest.
So long as men can read and eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this brings death to thee.
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Fenris bookworm.
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