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There was a Butcher among our ranks as well
Of whom there are many things to tell.
He had quite a friendly disposition,
Although he wouldn't se any physician
Besides the Doctor in our small tribe.
Upon all of his clothes some blood had dried
Not only from his meat, but also from
His fingers, covered in scars, and one
Was missing the very tip. It seems
One day, while having some afternoon dreams,
His knife had traveled just a bit too far south.
For most there's not an unkind word in his mouth,
But for the Pardoner and his Summoner friend
The loathing would never come to an end.

Description
There was a Butcher among our ranks as well
Of whom there are many things to tell.
He had quite a friendly disposition,
Although he wouldn't se any physician
Besides the Doctor in our small tribe.
Upon all of his clothes some blood had dried
Not only from his meat, but also from
His fingers, covered in scars, and one
Was missing the very tip. It seems
One day, while having some afternoon dreams,
His knife had traveled just a bit too far south.
For most there's not an unkind word in his mouth,
But for the Pardoner and his Summoner friend
The loathing would never come to an end.