One day a hydra was loosed
and elves had been seduced
The hydra, a terrible serpent
his demeanor ever so ferment
Heads six had he
and terrified me
seven inch fangs
and spittle that hangs
Truly a darkened day
when elves could not go play
The dark elves had trained them to kill
they laughed for it gave them a thrill
So I took up my sword and ran for the cave
trying to be, an elf that was brave
I swung my blade and off with a head
then I kept swinging until he was dead
So home I returned to my peers
basking in elfin cheers
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