King Killa
it was a dark and stormy night In the hall there was a light from the torch on the wall and a door behind it all on the door there was a padlock In a brimstone palace where the king went mad stop he commanded I do not want this on my palate this salad has been poisoned by the boys in the kitchen they were hoping that I would have bitten into it and died, so they'll die tonight hang em from the tree in the courtyard four yards apart for four years until there's nothing left but skeletons do not question my intelligence it was a dark and stormy night in the hall there was a light from the torch on the wall and a door behind it all then a tall robed figure approached he got the results that he had hoped with a key for the padlock and eye of newt mixed in with a shamrock The lock clicked, the clock ticks The room was filled with bloodied bricks and chains on the ground there were skulls all around and cauldron with a flame underneath it The man proceeded to dump the ingredients with an air of expedience adding fuel to the fire so that he was heating it mixing up an elixir get the picture? well the hood fell down and there there was a crown, but I wasn't the king's it was the prince's who brings his father his wine every night about nine and he been mixing in the crazy juice. it was a dark and stormy night
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it was a dark and stormy night In the hall there was a light from the torch on the wall and a door behind it all on the door there was a padlock In a brimstone palace where the king went mad stop he commanded I do not want this on my palate this salad has been poisoned by the boys in the kitchen they were hoping that I would have bitten into it and died, so they'll die tonight hang em from the tree in the courtyard four yards apart for four years until there's nothing left but skeletons do not question my intelligence it was a dark and stormy night in the hall there was a light from the torch on the wall and a door behind it all then a tall robed figure approached he got the results that he had hoped with a key for the padlock and eye of newt mixed in with a shamrock The lock clicked, the clock ticks The room was filled with bloodied bricks and chains on the ground there were skulls all around and cauldron with a flame underneath it The man proceeded to dump the ingredients with an air of expedience adding fuel to the fire so that he was heating it mixing up an elixir get the picture? well the hood fell down and there there was a crown, but I wasn't the king's it was the prince's who brings his father his wine every night about nine and he been mixing in the crazy juice. it was a dark and stormy night