Wherever he went, they would sing his name

And tales of battle and fortune and fame

No one else could fight quite as good

with his big ol sword and his armored hood

Never staying in one place for very long

Murph was only concerned with being real strong

He would fight anyone brave enough to fight back

And this was how he learned his special attack

Swinging this way and that way with ease

His thrust was so great, it could cut through trees

He was never quite able to quench his all rage

Some days he just felt like a rat in a cage

Til one night he had a foreshadowing dream

Where he was destroyed by a banshee's scream

The day he awoke was a most ruinous day

For this was when his destiny would stray

He took up arms one time too many

And became the Forbidden One's Enemy

And so Murph would see his indelible fate

It would become a subject he quite firmly did hate

So he packed up his stuff and he ran away

He did not want to be found on that fateful day

For it would be the day that he saw his defeat

The legendary last battle of Murph - Clever of the Street

Lore credits go to Wizard #3676. Thanks Emmaleigh!

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