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The March of Talbot Dabbings
by Schnuffy Cummerbund

he cry went out
In Icemule Trace
'At Arms', 'At Arms'
Make haste

albot Dabbings
Gathering his men
Will e'er they see
The Trace again

rave Halflings march
O'er ice-covered ground
Planning to rescue
The besieged town

alflings creeping
Make not a sound
Sneak under cover
Low to the ground

he Landing Gates
Once opened wide
Now standing drawn
Inside they hide

ehind the walls
The Elves they hide
Dwarves and Giants
Also inside

rovlin campfires
Rising steams
Cover the valley
Or so it seems

Halfling Wizard
Casts a light
Ten thousand krolvins
A fearsome sight

albot mutters
As if to himself
'Must rescue them all,
Down to an Elf"

s Halflings watched
Krolvins attacked
The walls are breached
The town ransacked

tealthily our troops
Draw near
In the fracas
Krovlins don't hear

albot hides
Behind a barrel
He lets loose a scream
Sounding quite feral

he Krolvin Captain
Turns in surprise
Talbot's steel
Between his eyes

he Allies rally
At Dabbing's cry
Krolvins left and right
Begin to die

glint of iron
The hiss of steel
The Krolvin Captain
Begins to reel

is deathcry sounds
The Captain falls
A cheer goes up
Then sadly falls

final parry
Captains final best
Dabbings falls
Pierced through the breast

ho' teary-eyed
Halflings fight on
'Til finally
All Krolvins are gone

outed from
Their own great lust
Krolvin conquest
Turned to dust

alfling, Dwarf,
Elf, Giantman
Side by side and
Hand in hand

he threat is gone
The Landing freed
Good men have died
Heroes indeed

alflings bear
The body home
Dabbing's Trace
No more to roam

is name recall
A statue stands
Talbot Dabbings
Savior of the Lands

 

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