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Inspired by the BlackAdder theme song, I have modified it in honor of our supreme overlord, Ziroc.
The sound of hoofbeats cross the glade,
Good folk, lock up your son and daughter,
Beware the deadly flashing blade,
Unless, you want to end up shorter,
Zee-roc!
Zee-roc!
He rides a pitch-black steed,
Zee-roc!
Zee-roc!
He's very good indeed,
Black, his gloves of finest mole,
Black, his codpiece made of metal,
His horse is blacker than his vole,
His pot is blacker than his kettle,
Zee-roc!
Zee-roc!
With many a cunning plan,
Zee-roc!
Zee-roc!
You amazing little man!
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