sheening the dablador in Words that Rhyme

  • March 7, 2018, 2:57 p.m.
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dablador or so it’s told
is made of mist, decay and gold
treasure yes yet curse of old
to sheen the beast, thy heart enbold

travel far to wayward land
bother not with dirk in hand
rays of black and quicken sand
to die in greed corrupted man

to sheen the beast no pure of heart
no regal quest nor charge impart
dablador or so it’s told
just takes one soul… it keeps it gold


Last updated March 07, 2018


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