Dirty Durith’s Desperate Deeds
There once was a man and Durith was his name
He had no experience with the bedding game,
Untill lady Mirisan to him she came
Whith whips and with lashes he quickly grew tame.
She then taught him all that she knew which was much,
And by bedding her he then proved he was butch,
For her belly grew at his scholarly touch,
For her belly grew at his scholarly touch.
He then absconded to the lion’s faction
Because he hoped that there would be more action,
And quickly caught two ladies attraction,
Who hung to his arms for they both needed fraction.
He walks with two floozies holding his arm,
Flaunting his manliness excuding charm,
“surely two women won’t do any harm,
surely two women won’t do any harm.”
He dispatched a demon by using his art,
His ladies stood watching the demon depart,
And they praised his stalwart and courageous heart,
So he shagged them both in the back of the cart.
When his lewd antics were finished and through
The demon returned and plagued him anew,
“My station’s too high to be bothered by you..
“My station’s too high to be bothered by you..””
Meanwhile Mirisan’s wringing her hands,
She cries “tell me where is that bothersome man,
I’m almost despairing, I’ve done all I can,
My goodness I will give his hide a good tan!”
She found him reclining all nude in the guild,
A curvaceous woman carring his build,
A really wild woman in sexy things skilled,
A really wild woman in sexy things skilled.
They lay close together, their limbs were entwined,
She licked him all over where he was inclined,
Nohting they did was all that refined,
The things they got up to blew Mirisan’s mind.
Poor Mirisan wails and loudly complains
“Is this how you pay me for all of my pains?
Here with this floozy all tied up in chains!
Here with this floozy all tied up in chains!”
To Tarantula Council she brought him in shame
Crying ‘Don’t dare you rathog, to do that again,”
But the wise Matron Mother spoke simple and plain
And refused to give judgement on his naughty game.
Take him home quickly, and keep him fast bound,
Shag him and fondle him on the bare ground,
Learn from his example – my judgement is sound,
Learn from his example – my judgement is sound.
Starshield, Meg, and more people.
Khadaar Battle Song
(Op Jan Klaassen was Trompetter)
Once per generation the Mahdi will give a call,
to collect to him the Khadar warriors all.
They’ll fight the West for all their best
and win through every battle test,
and the marvelous Mahdi will never fall.
The Mahdi leads us to battle, the Mahdi leads us to war,
he will give the West what they long had in store.
We’ll fight for him, and do them in,
and this time from the West will win.
The Mahdi will give us victory once more.
So come to us you brave Khadaar and join our battle ranks,
and now join your brothers in their tribal flanks.
And slay them all and have a ball,
and then take down their city wall.
The Mahdi will give you his eternal thanks.
Vaya
The Ballad of Dumnoni
It is hard to tell the history of your people when you know
That the time that you are singing of will only darkness show..
For a time it was of danger and of hardship and of fear,
And destruction of the people of Dumnoni was so near.
For Slough Fegh had hard been trying to win over our Queen,
Had touched secretly her champion who had kept that touch unseen.
And a new group had just entered our lands and had run lost
And the woads that Slough Fegh gave were for that entering the cost.
And Fomori sought the shadows and kept all hte land in thrall
For they slaughtered and they plundered and brought terror over all.
The queen’s champion then was killed by one of Slough Fegh’s beings foul,
As the winner brought a stench though was inseen through his dark cowl.
But the icegiants did help us tried best to turn the tide,
Brought a horn of great destruction which from Queen Mab they would hide.
And they fought with grace and valor in our aid but could not hold,
All the dangers that I’ve sung of and of which I have now told.
Angharad