The Villager

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In Smashville I'm waiting to test your skills,
Isabelle keeps a record of my list of kills.
Some folks believe my secretary's hot,
Come visit my town and let me see what you've got.

My game sold millions within the first day.
Are you sure that you want to play?
Murdering fighters is what I crave,
And I never, ever, forget to save.

In the team battles, I fight with Ness.
The grown ups hate it, 'cause we make a mess.
With my axe in my hand, I'm sure to make you scream.
My stare is so scary, I'm an internet meme.

My trusty axe has done some terrible deeds.
She plucks lives from the earth just as I pluck weeds.
Got my slingshot ready, I have a pretty good aim.
But that doesn't mean I'm not prepared to maim.

I pocket projectiles in the blink of an eye.
It's the last thing you'll see before you die.
Got my bowling ball ready to drop on your head,
I'll be bowling strikes even after you're dead.

As life leaves your body I'll steal your soul,
Then carry you home and dig you a hole.
There's only one way to prove yourself, homie.
Final Destination, no items, Villagers only.

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