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Catblack the wizard's hat |
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Spun in lore from Dagamoor |
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The skull of jade was pearl inlaid |
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The silks, skin spun, repelled the sun |
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A tusk of boar with dwarfish awe |
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Sobs on the door where stood before |
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A mountain man with sky-blue teeth |
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Upon his head a python's wreath |
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A deer he slew in the dawning's dew |
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Her heart was a dagger for a murderer's brew. |
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A toad of jet on a silk cast in brass |
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Portrayed for his sight mysteries of the past |
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A yellow orphan dancer rich in Nature's costly gold |
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Wept for the jailer of time to bless her old |
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But his kiss he held and shadowed for the spell of nights are strong |
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And spiralled like a whirlwind in the childhood of a song |
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Catblack the wizard's back |
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Daubed in doom in his tounge tombed room |
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We of the wind must rejoice and speak |
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And kiss all our starbrowed brothers on the cheek. |