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                                    The legend of PushWater.
     
    
    Oh come little children, and gather round.
    Relax, listen, and sit on the ground.
    Ill tell you a tale from long ago.
    Of the worlds greatest, most grooviest show.
    Their was Christopher, the Gill, whose leads were swift.
    And Nathan, the Stein, who could lay down a mighty riff.
    They came from lands that are no longer there.
    The last of their kind, an ancient pair.
    They brought a power so strong, it altered time.
    Their words, mysterious, twisted, and hidden in rhyme.
    Kings fell and cities crumbled.
    Women were raped, and hero's humbled.
    They would stop at nothing, to rule them all.
    And their message, like stone, would never fall.
    They cut it into the land with their sound like a razor.
    And all bowed down before the wicked quad-laser.
    So when you lie in your beds, and the hour is late.
    And the world is weary, and at slumber's gate.
    Feel no comfort for your wife and daughter.
    For soon they too, will know PushWater.