Prompt 'cleave'

[danceintheabyss]

Don't look now!
Its GROO!
GROO?!!
Run, run,
run for the hills.
Run away fast,
run lest he cleave neck from body.
"He's a menace, I say."
Said the old man of Scave,
then Groo cut him two.
"It was an accident."
Groo did say.
His poor dog just shook his head.
Poor people of Innits,
Groo comes to save you.
From the menace from Kimmits,
but instead he burned your town down.
Don't blaim him,
he's a master swordsman,
who's a wee bit short on brains.
So run, run, run for the hills.
Its Groo! Come to save the day.