Zjiin
The men cower, cringing low
The clench their necks, await the blow
That erupts with such a smashing "crack",
That rings the ears and slams the back
That bleeds the nose, that aches the head,
That takes the breath, and kills them dead.

The men cower, cringing low
The clench their necks, await the blow
That erupts with such a smashing "crack",
That rings the ears and slams the back
That bleeds the nose, that aches the head,
That takes the breath, and kills them dead.

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