My original song + drumbit beat

    My original song

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There once was a  geologist called Bob scroll

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  He went to find some ancient gold

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Encrusted with rubies which would be sold

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He dreamed in his head with longing goals

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But there was a catch to this dreamful roll

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The surroundings covered in evil trolls

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Willing to eat the poor man's soul

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His head fought to win the coal 

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I made that saying up just go with the roll

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But that's not all there’s also Burning hot coal

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So Bob Scroll betta roll

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 Bob needed to prepare for his trip

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Preparing for sand slips with mighty big lips 

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He started his journey with pride and might 

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But then he realized he had no sight

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 So dark and dingy it was impossible to see

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Then he noticed that he broke his knee

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He shouted in pain and thrustful fear

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He had no bandages, he was completely bare

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He turned the corner and saw the light

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Sitting there, the stunning sight

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Bob could not believe his eyes 

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He struggled towards the blinding gleam

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But wait the troll leapt out of his seem

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Rushing down with a static roll

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Bob was in trouble, but wait! He saw a metal roll

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He strapped it to his leg dashing for the treasure

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He heard a mighty big roar, the troll ran like a boar

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He escaped the mess with a gleaming big chest 

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And inside it was the encrusted gold willing to be sold.

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