Grr, minor correction on the first line. One further comment, too, he really didn't like the yellow mold because all D&Ders know that yellow mold is immobile and can't come after you but it fit too well and know one could think of a good alternative that rhymed and had the right number of syllables.

Dragon Road
by Guy Bradley

It was the third of August, out of Aromneray,
Half a dozen horses and a wagon full of hay,
There had been a party, hangovers galore,
Our clerics were unconscious and our fighters saddle-sore.

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And there were dragons, dragons, flying o'er the road,
Wyverns all around us and behind us yellow mold,
And there were orcses, orcses, filling all the woods,
They all leapt upon us because we were lawful goods.

We were not discouraged. We were set to fight,
But we had drunk ten gallons of the finest wine that night!
Sir Morris was disheveled, Sir Percy was the same,
And the elf who traveled with us was too drunk to know his name!

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The dragons got the horses, the orcs got even more,
And chewing on our wagon was an ugly manticore!
We finally woke our wizard, he would make them pay,
But he really pulled some boners when he mumbled spells that day!

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His fireball misfired, his lightning missed its mark,
And then we found the group was all encased in total dark!
He tried to polymorph them, the stupid ancient louse,
We did not think it funny when Sir Kay became a mouse.

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Our fighters bravely battled, but far beyond their class,
With twenty hit points to the head and thirty to the ass!
Our bard he finally saved us, for he could do no wrong
He really had them running when he belted out this song!

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