Can't believe im doing it
Writing a poem for this shit
Although i don't need that armor
I still seek looms cuz i was a farmer
I remember getting raped by those knights,
mean raids to my village at foggy,silent nights
Now i am trained and well eqquipped to fight
Behold now,I'm coming for you, coward knight !
Taking your stuff wouldn't satisfy me Olwen
Once you've tasted poverty,you stay as Juden
so now,Im gonna get whatever i can
Although greed is banned by Qur'an
Not gonna lie to you, never been a religious man
Until I realized there's no candy in the van.
Flash edit:
I know it's not about love,sorry Olwen, you gonna need to write to that girl by yourself.
