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The Red Lance

The Red Lance rides at the break of dawn
The Red Lance hunts but not a fawn
The Red Lance hunts but not a spawn

The Red Lance sees his prey ahead.
The Red Lance sneaks upon the dead.
The Red Lance rips of the Man's head
This poem describes a beast with a lance-like weapon.
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