Its handle is made of wood from the tree of life,
Rapped in leather and dipped in gold,
Three sacred jewels were put into the handle,
One of Tigers Eye,
And two of Opal.

The blade is of titanium,
Forged from the fires of Hell,
Bathed in flame from a dragon,
Tempered in holy water,
And infused with the blood of the earth.

Its maker’s feared of what could happen,
If evil got its hands on it,
For its power was to great,
So it was banished to Atlantis,
Where no man could reach it.

A spell was cast upon it,
So only one, who is strong willed,
Can call it to their side,
And wield all its wonder.

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