Stop Dragon My Heart Around
Ten little ninjas, fighting in a mine,
One choked on some coal dust, and they were down to were nine.
Nine little ninjas, now consumed with hate,
They did not pause to make a plan, so suddenly there were eight.
Eight little ninjas, storming the gates of Heaven,
Noble was the sacrifice that cut them down to seven.
Seven little ninjas, smarting from their licks,
The castle wall was booby trapped so they were left with six.
Six little ninjas, fighting for their lives,
Defeated all the guards save one but that one made them five.
Five little ninjas, busting through the door,
But dragons are not slow like men so now there are but four.
Four little ninjas, fighting in melee,
The smoke, the flash, the fire, and they’ll walk out only three.
Three little ninjas, knowing what to do,
One will guard the flank while up ahead will go the two.
Two little ninjas, the mission almost done,
So powerful the enemy, he’ll quickly slaughter one.
One little ninja, victorious at the end,
A mortal wound may kill him soon, but he’ll have avenged his friends.
This shirt was designed by: Eric Terry. He’s got a blog and a personal shop. La-de-da, Mr. Eric Terry, your very own shop. Aren’t we just the King of Siam.
Wear this shirt:
when you enter the first chamber politely, seeking only an audience
with the bandit king where you intend to ask him for justice against
the man who killed your master.
Don’t wear this shirt:
when you enter chamber 36. At that point you must rip it apart and
scream loudly, summoning the inner strength to face the Emperor of the
Outer Worlds, who used the bandit king for his own purposes, just as he
will now use you, leaving your body torn and crumpled like a ripped
open shipping bag from an internet clothing company.
This shirt tells the world: “HIAAAAAAAAAAA”
We call this color: Red Envelope. C’mon, hand it over.
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