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Well, I'm signing off early, so good night. Leaving you with a random PBK poem that I just edited....[[|:-) The Snail-Trail Scalemail The snail-trail scalemail, Is something weird that isn’t frail, It’s solid armor that won’t fail, But makes you leave a slimy trail. The trail is made of stinky goo, This cursed armor does eschew, You better hope it won’t fit you, This putrid steel that’s painted blue. It still protects you from great harm, Even if they strike your arm, It might just fertilize your farm, But be prepared for the bug swarm.
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