Peters and The Ravine Of Fire
Ravine greets and tells a prophecy.
Eighty heads requested,
rising ablaze on the valley client.
The Nembian head was fed by a pit,
almost a mumble weed.
Bail out of shrill kingdom and steal elf
with his soul slapped by the third spirit.
Head full of disease of cursed cure,
Peters cried a little to death.
He was love-hated by a land demon-death.
Ravine had a mail he got from the last owl
that stood on him.
Created circle cross.
The middle of the furnace bathe, blue, yellow
white and blue.
Eleven heads jumped in and vanished.
Ages measured stood with devils,
the fire did not die. The fires will not die
till a bit enter.
He that has done veil, asked what veil has
he, to need not life.
Tonye lost a thousand rubies out of twenty
one and was loved by those who gave him.
Now this evil is needed for this evil
accurate by the spirits.
Ravine talked of the queen of the coast with
a pet snake.
Peter must bow and promise a ship.
For a price just a price, Peter cried.
Surely the law of nemesis is now.
This is not the year for Beelzebub to cast
out Beelzebub. A kingdom shall surely stand.
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