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Poetry News Post #4460

As per your request

Written by: Herenicus Coldraven
Date: Sunday, November 3rd, 2013
Addressed to: The Voice of Death, Katia Lokelinde Le'Murzen


Katia, a sharp-edged sea biscuit,
Beating where bakers might whisk it,
'tween her teeth and her tongue,
A grim multitude's hung,
Fair warning, brothers, don't risk it.


Penned by my hand on the 21st of Scarlatan, in the year 639 AF.


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