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Now harpies they are wicked fowlKendry answers Fickle in song, and seeking to inspire courage in those who hear the sound of his voice. [Perform, singing: 30]
Whose stench from skies the freshness takes
But we - but we -
We will not trust nor heed their words
But pluck their pinions, pierce their breasts
And make them flee back to foul nests.
Enter yonder building friends, and cover up your earsKendry sings to the patients gathered in the commons, and points toward the small building at O24.
We outside will fight, so do allay your fears
Hmarge, and friend who sees the sparksWhether they come or no, Kendry encourages them to come to W22, and remain there.
Follow me toward the fray
May Alemi give us peace,
Stout-hearted Domi lead the way
You I'll leave beneath the tree
Hope and trust and heavenward pray!
Stop your voices, harpies nowHis bow is strung, and arrow nocked.
Except the hen who asks for parley
Else you'll feel sharp stings from bows
To die in pain and gain no entree
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