Angcuru
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Home of the Strange
*Sung to the tune of Home on the Range*
Oh give me a home where the dire wolves roam
Where the orcs and adventurers play
Where often is heard an enterprising word
And the ground is quite bloody all day
Home, home of the strange
Where the orcs and adventurers play
Where often is heard an enterprising word
And the ground is quite bloody all day
How often at dawn when the dragons do yawn
And their fires are burning quite low
Have I stood there and though as to whether we ought
We'er we should kill them and take all their stuff
Home, home of the strange
Where the orcs and adventurers play
Where often is heard an enterprising word
And the ground is quite bloody all day
Where the gold lies and gleams possessed by other teams
Their throats slit so easy and clean
That I would not exchange my home of the strange
But for a +5 Vorpal Sword
Home, home of the strange
Where the orcs and adventurers play
Where often is heard an enterprising word
And the ground is quite bloody all day
How I whittle the hours in this dear land of hours
The foebeast I love to hear scream
And I love the gold rocks and the hippogriff flocks
That dwell in these lands that I love
Home, home of the strange
Where the orcs and adventurers play
Where often is heard an enterprising word
And the ground is quite bloody all day
*Sung to the tune of Home on the Range*
Oh give me a home where the dire wolves roam
Where the orcs and adventurers play
Where often is heard an enterprising word
And the ground is quite bloody all day
Home, home of the strange
Where the orcs and adventurers play
Where often is heard an enterprising word
And the ground is quite bloody all day
How often at dawn when the dragons do yawn
And their fires are burning quite low
Have I stood there and though as to whether we ought
We'er we should kill them and take all their stuff
Home, home of the strange
Where the orcs and adventurers play
Where often is heard an enterprising word
And the ground is quite bloody all day
Where the gold lies and gleams possessed by other teams
Their throats slit so easy and clean
That I would not exchange my home of the strange
But for a +5 Vorpal Sword
Home, home of the strange
Where the orcs and adventurers play
Where often is heard an enterprising word
And the ground is quite bloody all day
How I whittle the hours in this dear land of hours
The foebeast I love to hear scream
And I love the gold rocks and the hippogriff flocks
That dwell in these lands that I love
Home, home of the strange
Where the orcs and adventurers play
Where often is heard an enterprising word
And the ground is quite bloody all day
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