happy as can be
in my rpg …
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across darklands in search of fame
a legend I shall make
a rogueish lord with a bastard sword
I’ll grab what I can take
and if I meet with orc or troll
in this accursed land
in a trice, I’ll roll the dice
dispatch them by my hand
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soon enough I’ll level up
and through the dungeon crawl
fill my pack and hit the sack
when the morning cockerel calls
in a few short hours I’ll be back
in the dragon’s lair
and I’ll not fear no Elven spear
I got health potions to spare
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but beyond my burning monitor’s glow
lies a world too dread to face
better hide deep inside
a virtual battle space
where real-life hitpoints cannot hurt
and every tomb yields gain
and the only boss I’ll come across
is destined to be slain
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words written and sung by
Javolenus