You’ll feel it if I have it in for you
One at a time or all four of you
Too many raids, only a fortress will do
At a dwarven forge, a blade that’s new
Making a quick list, all the piss takers I shouldda slew
Driving quick through thick mist
Scrape the sidewalk so the shield hisses
All my party attendants declared missing
Fiddling with myself, feisty Sheilas kissing
Two dealers fighting over fivers, I’m thriving
When I arrive, outcome always violent.
Alchemisland 
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