Why I outta...
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Dearest Bumble, lover of life,

The people you run into when you don't have a knife,

Insulting me eh? A guy who is humble?

My egos deflated and my braincells have crumbled,

But I still love ya: Lover of Life,

If you learn to keep quiet, you'll make Omacron a good wife.

Kidding of course. You quiet! HAH!


Written by my hand on the 20th of Mournsend, in the year 971.