To much ale!
To much ale!
We are stealthy stalkers of the night, those who oppose us are our blight, through mist and rain we lead our band, bow and sword now fill our hand, though screech and growl come to our ears, a murky movement now disappears, with ale and wench we sit and boast, but the silent threats we fear the most, who approaches camp, we do not know, suspicion determines friend or foe, thank you all be you Lord or Dame, from The High Wizard of The Eternal Black Flame.
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Ode to a Grasshopper
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Dictation, dictation, dictation,
Three sausages went to the station.
One got lost,
Another got squashed,
And the other one went on vacation.
When in Rome...
Three sausages went to the station.
One got lost,
Another got squashed,
And the other one went on vacation.
When in Rome...
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The soul must be free, whatever the cost.
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The soul must be free, whatever the cost.
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Tulkas the Stout
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