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The Ironside

By myfriendfreckle, Rochester, MA

Behind the wall is a world of green
Green, white, black, silver, and red
Trolls and pixies and humans alike
Glamoured beauty and glamoured hatred
Blending against the natural Earth
With few traces of Iron
But, where riddles lay thick and daunting
Coming from cunning brains
Leaving through filed teeth
Long, sharp, pointy, deadly,
And the pleasure in the eyes
Coal black turning darker with excitement
When the called upon suspect is stuck
At a simple question, thick with twists and turns
That would put the Cheshire Cat to shame.

Devilish tricks of wielding swords
Magic versus magic,
In a duel for freedom that

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