I am Ak-Akoom.
"Attacked - I Attack!"
My name means this, so
they all know that.
From an ancient age,
my deeds have grown
by warriors' sighs, and
in wenches' moan -
with my bristling, glittering scimitar!
and my crazy spear, I have ridden far
in my mad rampage of self-defense.
Which I always will wage,
'til the day I'm spent.
At the dawn of me
- as an infant born -
attacked, I attacked!
It made mom laugh,
so she called me that.
So was destiny dressed
and shod, pretty much
- in a name ever since
well-worn.
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