There was once a three horned devil who lived in the archipelago mountains; deep in toe ocean skies
He cried for 120 days, and 120 nights; he was plight in the purest light
There was a spirit that bedulged him; eradicated his existence
He was persistent; and keep this spirit away; he scraped his rocks with a blade
During the times of the great deep whaling seas; the spirit went fishing in the lakes ocean
Catching large fish in small erosion; the spirit sang poems to blue whales chosen
The three horned devil loved his spirit's voice; although it was annoying
He snatched his blade from the cretinous air; and stabbed the air; hoping to stab the spirit
Yet, the spirit spoke and spoke for many years; the annoying caused damage to the devil
So he chopped off his horn; and the spirit no longer annoyed him...
FOR THE HORN BELONGED TO THE SPIRIT: THE SPIRIT IS THE DEVIL...