*Ahem*
Our story starts off in Sorus,
Their armies needed a use,
So they conquered four nations,
Spent a decade in celebration,
They went down to Dormoor,
Then the bodies hit the floor,
Dwarves showed them the door,
The men cried: "No more!"
A congress was held,
in which the dwarf king yelled,
"We must **** up Sorus!"
"Everythin' else is no use!"
In came the giants of Londor,
Didn't want to be like Gondor,
Offered to give some supplies,
On which dwarves could rely,
Adren took this news in stride,
But time they must bide,
Take some time to spy,
Make sure they won't die,
Rournic* be playin' both sides,
Stand for or against the tide?
Their mercenaries are fearless,
But their people cheerless,
Sorus decided to do some scouting,
Making Goeraks start doubting,
Pretty soon tensions will rise,
When they look each other in the eyes,
Balan Republic be ballin',
But Sorus has come callin',
Council must take their pick,
Please don't be a ****,
The **ivoths be fighting all day,
The conflict is really quite Gray,
Not quite a civil war,
But what are they fighting for?
Skaviers be up in the north,
The conflict just isn't worth,
All the soldiers who would die,
and make their families cry,
Then there is Osgalethe,
They aren't quite obsolete,
Gonna be here any day,
Then they'll give their say,
Kingdoms be goin' to war,
This ain't gonna be a bore,
But when the fight is resolved,
What will have been solved?
I DID IT EVERYONE
Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.
04-Sep-2015 00:11:57
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