You can have your football games
I don’t care. I must confess
I’d rather be with my friends
Trying to save the princess!!
You can have your cocktail parties
I’d rather battle to the death
Whether I’m a fighter, wizard, or monk,
I’ll be ready for Bloodspeth!
I don’t need fancy shoes
And jewelry with gems
Give me some Boots of Speed
And Bracers of Armor +10!
“Chest Hair”, “Chin Hair”, and “Ear Hair”
Mean something different us.
There’s also “Stinky Pete” and “Isania Dana”
And when we see “Fireball”, you might hear us cuss.
Will I be Evil or will I be good?
Will we slay the Dragon?
Who will win King of the Hill?
It doesn’t matter, we’ll all have fun!!
So on that note, I’ll end this poem
With a very special Bard Song
Singing “Happy Birthday” to Annette
On December 23rd…all day long!
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