Disclaimer: I have a nice shiny disclaimer on the first limerick. Read that and don't sue me. I'm poor.
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Zanza, the fighter for hire,
Was no ordin'ry muck in the mire,
His ideals held true,
"Help those weaker than you,"
And he'd die before he'd be a liar.
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If you have an idea for a character or a scene you'd like to see limerick'd, post it in a review and I'll see what I can do. C: