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~* The Dornishmen's wife was as fair as the sun.. *~
Eleatic
~* The Dornishmen's wife would sing as she baked, in a voice as sweet as a peach *~
Narco
~* But the Dornishman's blade had a song of its own,
and a bite sharp and cold as a leech.*~
~* As he lay on the ground, regardless around. The taste of blood on his tounge~ His brothers now bide him and pave him a prayer, he smiled he's laughed and he's sung! *~