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Come closer, I'll tell you of treasures untold
In tent number 9, where parking passes are sold...

Went to the renaissance fair,
Put on a robe and did my hair.
My quiver's full, my sword is sheathed,
A maiden's hand hath been bequeathed.
Left my wife and kids at home,
At the fair I'll claim my throne.
When I get home, I'll be in shit,
But I don't care 'cause the fair was lit!

Out with the boys, the mead shall flow.
The day's events: the wife shan't know.
On the hunt for medieval ho's...
My +1 club begins to grow.

Hooked up with a troll today.
I got crabs, but that's ok.
The wizard, he says that they'll go away
If I rub my dick with this clay.

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