Hit Your Mark
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CHORUS:
Draw your bow - And set our foes to running
Throw your axe - And strike true for the heart
Rule the field - With range and guile and wisdom
Stand up tall - you will hit your mark.
A bow in hand, a target planned
Just 40 yards to glory
A sharpened tip, a loosened grip
An arrow on its way
A breath released, a brow uncreased
A bard to tell the story
Of vic'tries won, of foes undone
Of feats performed today
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An axe in flight, from Eastern might
Brings terrifying wonder
A well aimed knife can take your life
Beware the death unheard
Spears to the heart; and Roman darts
Can make a frightful statement
And trebuchets from worlds away
Will get the final word
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A knight who gleams with Pennsic dreams
Can still fall to a crossbow
A wrecking crew both brave and true
Will stop when volleys fly
And so a Crown whose skill abounds
Will take heart to this lesson:
Bring your range, embrace their aim
And victory is nigh
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