WaldiA Poem by getinthecarplease(for Godbluff, twenty-two degrees, and overall)
Rhineland Waldi,
stubborn little hound, sleeps in a grotto and digs at the ground. When badger bays and boar comes around, squares for battle, with laurel he's crowned. Blanket bastion with cinnamon bone, clawed at the brow of a sylvan crone. Atop the pedestal of ivied stone, he stands lauded with howl and foehn.
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Added on January 9, 2017 Last Updated on June 7, 2017 Author
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