[Intro: Sir Jarlsberg]
Everyone is chirp-chirp-chirping
About the Fair now
(Where is thy fair?)
Why it's at the Fairgrounds, but of course!

[Verse One: Jer aka Sir Jarlsberg]
One day they will call this a Renaissance Fair
But we are living in the now
Why dost thou stop and stare?
As the merchants emerge
And my games of to yen(?)
There goes Clerico Cotchery
One of many fair friends!

[Verse Two: Lateef the Truthspeaker aka Clerico Cotchery]
Well I came to this fair as a cleric
As you can see
By my mace and kite shield
But for some reason everyone is staring
And asking me if I'm a priest or knight king
Which is rather odd
They must only be familiar with the Hobbit
Or Harry Potter
They're not hard core
They know not the Dungeons and Dragons laws
Of fighter classes
I call them classless!
They can't even discuss which they like more:
Version 3.5 or four
Ask them!
I question their authenticity
They're only here because they watched Game of Thrones Season three
ACH! Asses!
I just came to watch of this joust
And talk to this buxom wench selling meat on a stick
And saying it's the best thing she's ever had in her mouth
Which is something that I seriously doubt!
Wanting to try her out
Perhaps this horn of ale can be of some help
(Perhaps!) It's so clever
('Tis true lyrical, cleric!)
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