An ode to Squim, After dinner, a dark goblin walks up to the fire and sings (badly)... |
An ode to Squim, After dinner, a dark goblin walks up to the fire and sings (badly)... |
Jun 29 2019, 02:36 PM
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Goodbye Squim the First
Though you never had a plan You had the grace to stand your ground While those around you ran They ran away from scary things That you turned to a bloody pulp With your massive bat of doom They never had a hope And it seems to me you lived your life Like a flaming ball of s#!t Flying proudly through the darkness Dealing death with every hit You left a nasty taste in the mouth Thate was difficult to rid Woe, your flame burned out long before Your legend ever did You stank of pooey death A slowly moving graveyard Dropping deadly farts as you walked It made following you hard Even when you claimed Sizels giant sword I wanted to murder you But I was too afraid Every-goblin! And it seems to me you lived your life Like a flaming ball of s#!t Flying proudly through the darkness Dealing death with every hit You left a nasty taste in the mouth Thate was difficult to rid Woe, your flame burned out long before Your legend ever did -------------------- ... for the night is dark and full of terrors.
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