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Someone Has Taken My Magic Gourd

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Someone has taken my magic gourd.
I lament at my loss.
All I can do now is reminisce about my sword.

When I was feeling histrionic and bored,
With my sword I would slice up the moss.
Someone has taken my magic gourd.

I was the connoisseur of my gourd.
To incite a little magic I just had to give it a little toss.
All I can do now is reminisce about my sword.

Once I made it spit out a sword.
With a swirl of that sword I could make apple sauce.
Someone has taken my magic gourd.

That gourd sure knew how to make me feel like a lord.
The sword it gave me showed every peasant who was boss.
All I can do now is reminisce about my sword.

We had some good time, me and the gourd.
I miss the taste of it’s magical apple sauce.
Someone has taken my magic gourd.
All I can do now is reminisce about my sword.





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