If
you were
worried at all, mighty warrior
all your luck
if it all fell off
in slinking cling
of finest silver mail and iron
clanking
plates, just
call
and
stall.
I won't play ball, come
charging in to swoop
the day,
unless you save
a breath for me
within my range
to hear you say
ok
ok
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