Everybody quaked and quivered, everybody shook and shivered.
Only One didn't quake, only One didn't shake:
Ready to fell any foe at a stroke, VANYA VASSILCHIKOV stood like an oak!
He's a fellow you can't spank — he
Holds a sword and not a hanky.
Yea, the hero of my verse walks abroad without a nurse!
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