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The treacherous Bandit brutes from the west!!

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 The land of thieves' slaves and treacherous Bandit brutes from the west!! 

The rogues and scoundrels

Nothing but haughty tramps

The nasty beastly hoard from the west

Sailed the seas to plunder the east 


Finders' keepers

Loser's weepers

Say petty thieves and pickpockets


They display the booty on their royal crowns

With no shame or the slightest qualms


They walk in pride decked in loot

From the very crown to the boot 


Shameless wanton and proud display

Of the looted wealth from far and away


The land where the sun never sets, they say

Because the sun too, is scared that they may steal him away

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