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02-11-2005, 06:00 PM
The troubador song We run around with a spring in our stepLike lightning we strike, our foes cower with fearNe’er a care in the worldAs we tell tall tales over a gallon of beerBut then one day our daggers and spearsWere not as sharp as the restWe sing good, loud songsAnd feel warm to the cheersNow that feeling has gone, we must protest!Slower now than a firerock scout after a belly of porkAll alone we are, does anyone give a fork?Our hearts may be heavy but we will not give inWe will shout from the streets and make an almighty din!aka please don’t nerf us any more!