Defenders of Wonwokie

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[size=24pt]Zach; The lord of the joints[/size]




[size=12pt]Oh hear me those who dwell in smoken greens
The ones whose eyes are red; cheerfully laughing at anything
This song from a humble bard wich voice has been heard in many canteens
The legend of Zach, the lord of the joints, the higher king.

His voice is manly but with a sound of crack
He a-many-times limps slowy the end of any spoken prose
Funny how his minds sometimes clouds and forgets the track
I sometimes wonder if he will die from overdose.

Among ourselves his subjects he is our beloved prince
We love his colorful antics with passion and cheer
Us cant imagine our lord in a proud posture and sober since;
His always high either on weed or beer.

So ends the chant about our brightest piggy
We dont care if he is going for a spliff or for a fat siggy
Wonwokies will zealously worship him over any other worldy thing
The legend of Zach, the lord of the joints, the higher king
 
Ciiges said:
People need to stop judging us, me and gibby were unhappy for quite awhile, yet we stayed for them. But we finally decide to leave and people look at us like we are monsters, just stfu and dont get involved in **** you know nothing of.
Ciiges triggered  :twisted:
 
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