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The enemy has breached our flimsy walls!
Donโt worry we are locked up in the keep.
From high above a startled sentry calls:
The enemy has breached our flimsy walls!
(And unlike us the enemy has balls.)
Our minders tell us to go back to sleep.
The enemy has breached our flimsy walls!
Donโt worry we are locked up in the keep.
โ D.N. OโBrien
