oh, i'm not worried. you should be worried. my charm sneaks up on most. it's like a magician's spell. before you know it, you're reciting poetry and likening my eyes to the oceans. they're not blue, though. my eyes. take a good look.
riddle me this, tom badgerful. why did you serve your king?
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riddle me this, tom badgerful. why did you serve your king?