Aye,
throughout mine own 76 meag'r years of prospe'r life nev'r,
nev'r ev'r
has't seen such an obstructive f'orce bef're;
These giants wilt beest ceased.
I shall calleth upon mine own distant allies
in N'rth'rn Ireland and Wales
to avenge mine own broth'rs, sist'rs, fath'rs, moth'rs, pets, and soul.
I shall fordid this black cobblestone castle
from existence.
I shall rebuild the pitiful mound of dusteth with salt,
in Huixtocihuatl's nameth. Long liveth Huixtocihuatl!"
Afte'r having been did fling from the summit of yond stone hell
I has't did land at a bawbling hut—the p'rfect target
f'r mine own eventful, and eventual destruction.
I count the ticks as I journey towards the entrance of this shanty
Three hundred, three hundr'd and one, three hundr'd and two…
Alas, I wast at the pumpkins of the front steps
Those gents w're ripe, some pungent, some ingénue
If 't be true i still hadst a surviving colony,
I would al'rt those folk of a grand foison.
The ensu'd ravaging wouldst be glorious;
if 't only.
A giant of a size and stature I has't nev'r seen wast bestow'd at mine own behest. Anon this gargantuan mooncalf wouldst beest behead'd
but soft! and painfully with mine own massive pinc'rs.
I wouldst starteth slow from the nape to the chin
and eventually gouge out the eyes.
Though mine own people has't fallen,
I shall continueth the efficiency pres'rv'd by those folk since ancient times.
Doth my own ever doubt my strength
For the clan, any beast wouldst falleth
Halt, what was this lumbering fool doing with these pumpkins?
The innards splayed out in delicate shapes
I had no idea a giant could create!
Forsooth!
I shall not hesitate in the visage of vegeance
I approached him with ゴゴゴゴ
Mine graceful spindly exoskeleton wast nay matcheth f'r his en'rmous bulk
Liketh the flaying of lo'rd Xipe Totec, mine own out'r shell cameth crumbling off
Pain engulf'd every sense, yet the clan did need to be aveng'd
With mine own final act, i shalt poison this beast and bringeth ruin to this world.
Aye,
throughout mine own 76 meag'r years of prospe'r life nev'r,
nev'r ev'r
has't seen such an obstructive f'orce bef're;
These giants wilt beest ceased.
I shall calleth upon mine own distant allies
in N'rth'rn Ireland and Wales
to avenge mine own broth'rs, sist'rs, fath'rs, moth'rs, pets, and soul.
I shall fordid this black cobblestone castle
from existence.
I shall rebuild the pitiful mound of dusteth with salt,
in Huixtocihuatl's nameth. Long liveth Huixtocihuatl!"
Afte'r having been did fling from the summit of yond stone hell
I has't did land at a bawbling hut—the p'rfect target
f'r mine own eventful, and eventual destruction.
I count the ticks as I journey towards the entrance of this shanty
Three hundred, three hundr'd and one, three hundr'd and two…
Alas, I wast at the pumpkins of the front steps
Those gents w're ripe, some pungent, some ingénue
If 't be true i still hadst a surviving colony,
I would al'rt those folk of a grand foison.
The ensu'd ravaging wouldst be glorious;
if 't only.
A giant of a size and stature I has't nev'r seen wast bestow'd at mine own behest. Anon this gargantuan mooncalf wouldst beest behead'd
but soft! and painfully with mine own massive pinc'rs.
I wouldst starteth slow from the nape to the chin
and eventually gouge out the eyes.
Though mine own people has't fallen,
I shall continueth the efficiency pres'rv'd by those folk since ancient times.
Doth my own ever doubt my strength
For the clan, any beast wouldst falleth
Halt, what was this lumbering fool doing with these pumpkins?
The innards splayed out in delicate shapes
I had no idea a giant could create!
Forsooth!
I shall not hesitate in the visage of vegeance
I approached him with ゴゴゴゴ
Mine graceful spindly exoskeleton wast nay matcheth f'r his en'rmous bulk
Liketh the flaying of lo'rd Xipe Totec, mine own out'r shell cameth crumbling off
Pain engulf'd every sense, yet the clan did need to be aveng'd
With mine own final act, i shalt poison this beast and bringeth ruin to this world.
By huixtocihuatl's quetzal feath'rs! wh're couldst i be? a fleshy tomb hast replace mine own cobble throne. The raineth h're is acidic, and without my comrades i doth not bethink i can survive. May i biteth mine own way out, so I shall carryeth on mine own mandate.
nom nom nom nom nom nom…
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