Thread:Riverrune, The Rogue Bard/@comment-31874168-20170430051003

All in a long days travel o' the paws, All in a whistle, an' a wag o' the jaws, I'm off to th' lands o' the flowerin' Moss, With naught to mah name, but a simmerin' sauce!

Sing o' sing, oh what can ye do? I'm the runaway bard of the river ralley crew!

Never trick a toad on a hot sand dune, An' never sing a song to the ruddy Riverrune, Unless you cares for a river ralley roo! An' a taste o' mah famous river ralley stew!

Sing o' sing, oh, what can ye do? I'm the runaway bard of the river ralley crew!

A song by the river otter, Riverrune 