Well, well, what have we here?
A messed up old Dragon,
Who has had too much beer!!
He fancies himself an old English Bard,
Someone kick this asshole out to the yard!!
He loves to rhyme, and he loves to write,
But sometimes, he can't rhyme for shite!!
He is Irish and Indian,
And he loves to fight!
Give him some room,
And he will get it right!
Some say he was born 400 years too late,
The poor old bastard is a pure reprobate!! (that means bad-guy to you!)
He has friends, here and there,
But he pulls words right out of the air!!
Stand by, and give him some drink,
His writing is bad, but at least it doesn't stink!!!
He is known here and a'far,
Had he been smarter, he could have passed the bar!!
Sometimes, his writing is sparse,
He doesn't give a damn,
He might even say ,
"Kiss my Arse"!!!
Holla' If You Hear Me!!!
another original poem from the "Dragon Master"!!!
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