When the Fires Hot it sets to forge,
melts the steel to ample Sword,
the doubled edge of all that's bore,
by design is gifted war!!
Pits be wielded upon the groove,
the beauty of the shine is moved,
to advance with armored dance,
reason tingles invitational seals.
Twist to formal bright to Star,
twinkle, twinkle, goes the spar,
clashing blade to lightening par,
the journey serves to real afar.
Small to Large electrical charge,
the bolts enlightened by chambers broke,
in the Wild of ever Smoked.
Arms engage to hold the Keep,
disciplined battles in fighting leap,
with the mounting heavy deep,
the wait of loaded life is speak.
Time of relevance,
spoke of break,
now the Country change is Fate.
Null the whole to kill the Fad,
no worries 'cause it ain't like cad,
to turn from what is just plain sad,
the proof is in the Life of Had.
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