Pranced proudly
In the garden villas
With the Sun
Dipped diving with his horned onyx saddle
Shining in the black aped eyeballs
Of the gun
When the great apple falls
She'll be queen of your halls
Tall bowman from the burnt pastures
Saw Champer and he bowed ground kissing
To his lord
Strange beastie from the legend lair Sire,
I can master with the aid of this
Skull powdered cord
Great Horsey Champer Goldbraid Pranced proudly In the garden villas With the Sun Dipped diving with his horned onyx saddle Shining in the black aped eyeballs Of the gun When the great apple falls She'll be queen of your halls Tall bowman from the burnt pastures Saw Champer and he bowed ground kissing To his lord Strange beastie from the legend lair Sire, I can master with the aid of this Skull powdered cord Explain Request ×
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