Even as the sunset and sunrise in beleaguered libation threw its bombshell
Over the raging storm at Maledictine :
"It was karma effect
Long long ago,a plutocrat was once a sojourner at Maledictine,the city of accursed,
A hundred miles from sarabesa fifty miles from abesi,
Who sojourned for a day to retrieve dehydraded self and poises of fortitude lost,
To resume the weary journey of them golden morn into distant land,
Was housed in the king's palace for the nocturnal passage,
Snippets got to the king of his immense
Wealth,
Subsequently the merchant in the nocturnal nap,
Was butchered by the king's chief over malice of avarice
O avarice where is your sting and herald thy karma!
And humongous cabbages carted away,
Land of malediction the karma hay returns."
Vendetta after vendetta, mayhem aftermath of mayhem, brouhaha mailing brouhaha
Horror of the land was steeped with pyrates , squirearchy,mutineers and fifth columnists ,"
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