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Several drums roll,

Accompanied by cries and rants


And cheers. Then my gate opens
And i timidly step out, not
Knowing what I'll meet.
-I'm dressed in a loincloth
And armed with a club
I can barely lift.
Several drums roll,
Accompanied by another round
Of cries and rants and cheers.
The gate opens, and
Out steps a starved beast
With only one thing in mind-
Blood.

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