Kastere the BARD, you fartlords.
There he stands, so tall and valiant-
Like some kind of internet stallion-
He loves to flame, to hate, to laugh-
But cross his way and he'll bite you in half-
Convoluted, and geometrically improper-
He is fast to dub Trolls 'Cock-knockers;
With bitter irony, Very Much hair, and a bone to pick-
And that sexy misssing tooth that makes him look like a hick-
He rules from an enormous, confusing Mosk-
He's the first to make one say LOLLERCAUST!
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I see you jockin' me.
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