The Battle Rose
Posted: Sat Sep 23, 2006 7:54 pm
The Battle Rose
Four feet of hardened oak
Studded with jagged mountain stone
From the Mother’s deepest-strongest bones
Shatters steel helms & warriors – oh!
Never a better club have had I
Than Toothpick
In battle - or at home!
Whether pounding stakes, roofing nails
Or an opponent’s skull
No better club have had I
Than Toothpick – the Battle Rose!
Whether battering shields, helms,
Or a foeman’s bones
No better club have had I
Than Toothpick – Talona’s foe!
Taken from an ogre - the unworthy knave
Malar’s own was he
Left for dead by a more worthy blade
A Circle ranger – scion of the mountain paths
Member of the Daggers strong
He is not coming back
Gift from one friend to another – oh!
To battle the Mother’s ancient foes
With a head and a heart
Of hardened oak
Covered in stony thorns
No better club have had I
Than Toothpick...
...The Battle Rose!
Four feet of hardened oak
Studded with jagged mountain stone
From the Mother’s deepest-strongest bones
Shatters steel helms & warriors – oh!
Never a better club have had I
Than Toothpick
In battle - or at home!
Whether pounding stakes, roofing nails
Or an opponent’s skull
No better club have had I
Than Toothpick – the Battle Rose!
Whether battering shields, helms,
Or a foeman’s bones
No better club have had I
Than Toothpick – Talona’s foe!
Taken from an ogre - the unworthy knave
Malar’s own was he
Left for dead by a more worthy blade
A Circle ranger – scion of the mountain paths
Member of the Daggers strong
He is not coming back
Gift from one friend to another – oh!
To battle the Mother’s ancient foes
With a head and a heart
Of hardened oak
Covered in stony thorns
No better club have had I
Than Toothpick...
...The Battle Rose!