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The Saga Of Kind King Tal

Trees are slow to think
Trees don't care to speak
Trees are slow to anger
Until you turn their sap to ink
If you do this with out asking
And take a fairies home
Words written with his skin
Have sealed your fate in stone
If you make him walk on two legs
And come and ask you why
If you don't answer kindly
Don't be surprised
When the sap begins to fly
-The Saga Of Kind King Tal-
Written by trxtr
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