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| Jay_Ibero_91112-14-06, 08:13 PM | Now this is the story all about how, My life got flipped, turned upside down, And I'd like to take a minute, though it's kinda wierd, I'll tell you all about how I became a Dwarf with no beard. In the Good Hills of Keoland I was born and raised In the smithy is where I spent most of my days. Poundin' and hammerin' in blacksmith school, Dippin' hot the metal in the water to cool. When a couple of oozes who were up to no good, Started makin' trouble in my neighborhood. I got in one little fight and my face got seared, And that's the reason why I'm now a Dwarf with no beard. Then I went out to adventure all alone, And I found myself in a wierd fairy zone. I thought to myself "Could it get any worse?" And then I got stuck with this damn rhyming curse! I thought I must be the target of the gods hate, A Dwarf with no beard and must rhyme, ain't it great? So I finally gave in, though it might be a pain. Beardless and rhyming, now I wear Elven Chain. |