An Axer No More

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Latest revision as of 23:45, 29 July 2025

Title: An Axer No More

Author: Bowley

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A Short Poem

The axe I owned was nice.

Born of Fire, Cooled in Ice.

Only A Worthy warrior could wield it,

But against a trained soldier, the finest metal could shield it.

Day in and Day out you swing that axe.

A few chops and a monster is stopped dead in its tracks.

They say mastering the ways of the lumberjack,

Will put a tad more power into your swing and hack.

B.S. I say!

Accuracy, steady hands, and a clear mind will pay your wages.

Although I admit, It helps when mowing down mages.

Recently Maces have gotten to me at last.

Breaking armor and shields seems like such a blast.

The Time comes when the hacking and axing becomes a chore.

So Farewell my Axe

I am an Axer no more.

-Bowley