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By Clef, Junior Fellow of the Soerbaird
When we were just new puppies, Fallen from on high, Our nanny gnoll would bark us A Black Burrow lullaby. She'd tell us to sleep quietly Upon our straw-lined beds, Though adventurers ran all around Scalping gnollish heads. To just ignore these madmen Running through our room, Turning our quiet burrow Into a giant tomb. She said "No matter all the siblings You will see be slain, You'll get revenge on all these fools When you learn to TRAIN!"
When we were just new puppies, Fallen from on high, Our nanny gnoll would bark us A Black Burrow lullaby.
She'd tell us to sleep quietly Upon our straw-lined beds, Though adventurers ran all around Scalping gnollish heads.
To just ignore these madmen Running through our room, Turning our quiet burrow Into a giant tomb.
She said "No matter all the siblings You will see be slain, You'll get revenge on all these fools When you learn to TRAIN!"
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