You wouldn’t be wise
To follow my path.
I barely got out of Troy alive
Because I stole Barbie
And felt her ex’s wrath.
This sort of thing is standard
In my star-studded lifestyle.
I will blaze dungeons down
Before I’m captured,
Laughing all the while.
But if you come with me
They will track us
Like a fox on a ‘coon trail.
We will hide in a hurricane,
Escaping with minor fuss.
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