In and out like a circus fool,
Struggling hard to unchain my chained being,
Nimble and bustling, bent on the task,
Alas! Crippled gravely through,
Tirelessly trying with utmost care,
To fight them back nail and tooth,
As I’m here with strong will,
Hard for them to kill me with jab of knife,
Hark! You, might coward knights,
Have to slither through sharp bladders,
Made of iron will, not of waxen bill.
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