“Call Me Hun One More Time…”

Destroyer of worlds and nations kneel

at my feet as I melt through steel.

Armies commanded know the deal,

none shall survive the warrior’s zeal.

Call me Atilla the mighty Hun’s ideal,

lord of the East whom the West conceal.

Feasts and spoils all brought to heel,

all that we need we kill or steal.

Belief in a god myself is surreal,

imagine my surprise from such an ordeal.

Much anger I have when they reveal,

the cashier’s words, “Enjoy your meal.”



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