Dire Serpent
A mulking it's agaluk
It sits high in proud symbolic
The wandleing caps men
Swindiling down it's ivenya branch
A dull move for it's majected lanch
A walking man sees ten
It boldly sweeks bien
A watch from the gavens eye
Speack anogon boutful surprise
A meek wandanla shooting star
sweeps at the moving speech
A nudeful sound so nar
squins it's passage
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