Fake Armour
Tough, rigid and strong
It saves me for the time
Its an Armour for tempest
It keeps me calm and mime....
Others are pleased to see
Its there to protect me
The truth alone i know
How weak and fake i be....
My expedition to search
Left incomplete with no metal....
Made it out of plastic
It broke and lost the battle ....
But i have to stay calm
Shouldn't face the fight
As i lose all the time
And left as loser in their sight....
Aye, i get some thwack
I'm hit with a strong hammer
Please get me rid of this
Shiny, heavy and fake Armour.......
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