May Your Enemies Despair (Patreon)

May your enemies despair

And may they soon be filled with terr’

May each and every last of them be swingin’ in the air, there-

Is a Witch pourin’-

Water in her garden

I don't need your dollar no I'll do it for a penny farthin’

On a path, dread

Samurai Jack in my path—dead

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I am having trouble finishing this. if I knew what it was about, that would help.