B’Kruss’s Big Day Out
composed by Bellamin the Bard
Now here’s a story about a hobgoblin
Like a big man in the street he came-a-wobblin’
He challenged the heroes to various feats of strength
So he bragged and he bragged on to a very lengthy end.
He tried to win at riding on his boar,
If only he knew, he should’ve stayed with his whore.
Later on, he even tried to win with a jump,
Funny enough; it ended with a satisfying THUMP.
Wrestling was to be his next triumphant caveat,
About half a second later, the barbarian had him beat.
So now we’re here, at this glorious ball,
Waiting for his revenge he promised us all.
So now I ask you, you big general man,
Will you keep your promise or have I reached the end of your attention span?
Look at him, heaving with anger,
As if on his toe, got dropped an anchor.
So again I ask in a manner most serene,
Where is this retribution, that you have foreseen?
Now this little tale, has been of course throughout,
The beautiful story of B’Kruss’s Day Out