Corpses in the end (Arcane April, Day 16)

Bandits and thieves
They often strike at thee,
But should you be smart
Their bodies will go home in a cart

Evil wizards and mages
Often defeated by sages,
They band together
And they die forever

A man made of muscle and strength
With an axe of absurd length,
Try to match his incredible might
And you’re in for one hell of a fight

Some say that you’re a hero…
Others call you a zero…
Your enemies are far ahead
But they’re all corpses in the end!


This is literally the first time I’ve ever read anything from the writing category lmao

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cool, welcome to the club