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(to the tune of "Strong Enough to Bend," with apologies to Tanya Tucker)
There's a pell out in the backyard;
They say it will help me learn to fight.
And I know I have to practice
If I ever want to be an Aten Knight.
For years, here in Mons Tonitrus,
My friends have tried to teach me all they can.
But no matter how I throw it,
I just can't ever get that wrap to land.
In Mons the fighters are good they say.
We hit 'em hard and fight all day.
And every time we take the field,
We do our best and never yield.
There's a pell out in the backyard;
They say it will help me learn to fight.
And I know I have to practice
If I ever want to be an Aten Knight.
At fencing practice on Friday night
I swish and poke with all my might.
By Sunday evening when hardsuit's through
I'm turning shades of black and blue.
Like a pell out in the backyard;
That's how I feel by Sunday night.
But I know I have to practice
If I ever want to be an Aten Knight.
I know I have to practice
If I ever want to be an Aten Knight.
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