I am the Last Barbarian poet,
Conan, Child of Crom, former Austrian bodybuilder,
Fated to walk the land with a sword and Kareem Abdul-Jabbar
To crush your enemies
I am become death,
The riddle of steel, steroids building muscle
For us there is no spring, just the wind that smells fresh before the storm.
See them driven before you
Grant me one request--
Grant me the head of James Earl Jones
And if you do not listen, to hell with YOU!
And to hear the lamentations of their women
What is best in life?
The steel. The sword
Marrying well. Running California.
That is good. That is good.
- Will Averill
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