two boys met on a battle field the other day
they shook hands and turned away
they took 50 paces, to step to the mark
they turned around to face each other
they dew out their swords to slay one another
they faught and faught
for three days straight, the blood shadered all over the place
they faught and faught
and couldn't turn away
the pain, the kill that happened just the other day
they both fell straight to the ground,
droped their swords with a big pound
the two boys lefted this world strong and tall
and if you don't believe this story go ask the blind man who witnessed
it.
 
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