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[Verse 1]
In the halls of legend, a tale is told,
Of a noble Baron, with a craving bold.
Muujin Bahari, his delight divine,
A feast so rich, fit for a noble's shrine.

[Chorus]
Muujin Bahari, a dish so fine,
Baron Hepzikiah couldn't decline.
Five a day, his consuming spree,
But alas, his heart couldn't set him free.

[Verse 2]
From spices exotic, to meats so grand,
Muujin Bahari, crafted by skilled hand.
The Baron's passion, knew no bound,
But in the end, it sealed his ground.

[Chorus]
Muujin Bahari, a dish so fine,
Baron Hepzikiah couldn't decline.
Five a day, his consuming spree,
But alas, his heart couldn't set him free.

[Bridge]
Debate may rage, in history's scroll,
Did Muujin Bahari claim its toll?
Or was it fate's cruel decree,
That took the Baron, prematurely?

[Verse 3]
Yet still, the tale of Muujin Bahari,
Lives on in lore, though its end is scary.
A lesson learned, for those who dine,
In excess lies, a warning sign.

[Chorus]
Muujin Bahari, a dish so fine,
Baron Hepzikiah couldn't decline.
Five a day, his consuming spree,
But alas, his heart couldn't set him free.

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[Outro]
So raise a toast, to the Baron's name,
In memory of his gastronomic fame.
But tread with caution, lest you see,
The fate that claimed Hepzikiah von Bahari.