Best Sabres Poems

How good to see you,
Mon Ami.
At last me meet,
You and me.
Pull out your saber
Sharp and slender
Prepare to duel
May our hits not be tender

You coat is wet, I bid
Bonsoir 
Good bye you fiend,
Au Revoir.
Your blade is clean, 
Mine is not
All is seen
My blood’s still hot....

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