Lost lay the Ironbreath, frozen on the ice,
Creaking and groaning, filled with vice,
For her back lay riddled with lost greed,
So much glutton did she feed,
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There once was a quest to see,
Who would be most filled with glee,
Starting under the bed,
They most hurriedly fled,
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Steady is the clock,
Constant eternal rhythm,
Forever ticking,
Much like the heart of a lover,
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I just might
Have slightly stolen
Your sightly seat
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It flows like silk,
Stronger when not alone,
It tangles like string,
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The fear, the fright,
Oh! How they Excite!
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The tear, the flare,
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There's a poem in this place-
Within the calls, throughout the halls,
With the ring of the quiet king,
The palace writes a lyric
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In the tradition held four by two,
I saw her go ahead and do,
Win my heart, win her crown,
All with a little frown,
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Fear!
How it makes simple things unclear…
Left to grow,
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