Let me lay it on the line, he had two on the vine.
I mean two sets of testicles, so divine.
On a horse made of crystal, he patrolled the land,
With a mason ring and schnauzer in his perfect hand
Had a pocket full of horses, fucked the shit out of bears.
Threw a knife into Heaven, and could kill with a stare.
He made love like an eagle falling out of the sky.
Killed his sensei in a duel and never said why.
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