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Weep Not
Weep Not For The Wounded In A War Of Words
For It Is They Who Have Not Sharpened Their Rapier Wit
They Who Have Not Mapped The Mind Fields Of Verbal Artillery
Who Have Not Learned The Art Of Subtlety To Attack From Behind
Or To Cut The Opponent Into Ribbons With Satire's Sharp Penned Blade
I Parry Parlance With The Turn Of The Phrase Pulling It From It's Slang
Slung Over My Shoulder At A Cant Until They Pitter Patter Away , Muttering
Idioms And Verbose Expressions Under Their Breath Of Fresh Air ,
Seeing The Blinding Light , Tongues Twisted In Lingo Ease
Weep Not For It Pleaseth Not My Ears , Burning With The Fire Of The Gods !
For It Is They Who Have Not Sharpened Their Rapier Wit
They Who Have Not Mapped The Mind Fields Of Verbal Artillery
Who Have Not Learned The Art Of Subtlety To Attack From Behind
Or To Cut The Opponent Into Ribbons With Satire's Sharp Penned Blade
I Parry Parlance With The Turn Of The Phrase Pulling It From It's Slang
Slung Over My Shoulder At A Cant Until They Pitter Patter Away , Muttering
Idioms And Verbose Expressions Under Their Breath Of Fresh Air ,
Seeing The Blinding Light , Tongues Twisted In Lingo Ease
Weep Not For It Pleaseth Not My Ears , Burning With The Fire Of The Gods !
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