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The Lost City of Chicken
As we traveled through the desert, the snow continued to thicken,
Headed to a sunken ancient city of old, Arik the Lost City of Chicken,
A tale of death and giant chickens, Brother Roman has shared,
And as we drew closer and closer I admit I was terribly scared.
When we arrived, it was quiet, our pace then started to quicken,
Ambushed by the magic missle casting chickens, I was panic striken.
I have no idea what happened or how against the chickens they faired,
I hasted my way back to the gate, then this tale of caution I prepared.
*All script is hastily scrawled in an illegible (and incredibly lazy) handwriting (if you can call it that).