deli-hustler

Twas many summer and winter gone
from mothers womb did you slither
and through all this time did flesh and bone
slowly decay and wither

with wretched soul and temper foul
and tongue of steel was deli-hustler
through lands beyond his name was growled
"curse that brooding ball-buster"

for balance and for troll repel
did Gods him to us send
so merry day you sad old git
let all your jubilation never end

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