Oh the mighty scimitar
and the one who wields it
through the realms afar
with a raw, uncomely grit
thy glory I can't exaggerate
for a thousand thou hast slayed
with gestures swift and intricate
victims left chafed and flayed
the beauty of it all we see
the beauty of it all we see
the ignorance thou canst exude
no wonder why some call thee
self centered and rude
to our misery, thou showest no preference
brandishing the sword of indifference
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