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Round the Corner, Round the Bend!
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(a tavern song)

So here comes Sontamara, with twinkly puppy eyes,
one of them is normal height, the other half her size,
I see their knees are trembling, I see them 'bout to swoon,
let's do ourselves a favour and find another room.

There's sounds from round the corner, I'm going round the bend
....everyone's flexing muscles and wiggle-ing their ends!

There sits young Irilvia, one in the other's lap,
they complement each other, they fill each other's gaps,
they need to find the bath house or deep beneath the tree,
and there, praise the Wizards, can their wild emotes run free.

There's sounds from round the corner, I'm going round the bend
....everyone's flexing muscles and wiggle-ing their ends!

Behold star-crossed Watchbezie, between them there's allure,
though they snarl in innocence, their needs are quite mature,
being so wise they don't need those places hard-to-reach,
find them on mountain tops or a warm Cali-an beach.

There's sounds from round the corner, I'm going round the bend
....everyone's flexing muscles and wiggle-ing their ends!

On the ground lies Pacarelle within the Neidar lair,
hard to tell where each dwarf ends entwined in body hair,
after slaying Mages, they slip off their mithril socks,
and the sounds of celebration echo off the rocks.

There's sounds from round the corner, I'm going round the bend
....everyone's flexing muscles and wiggle-ing their ends!


--- Zillian