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Orcish poetry, songs, stories and funstuff
Ballad of the Sorrowful OrcRather sad poem about how the orcs came to be
Milky WayA Marching SongSongs for after the seventh beer
Return of the TolkienWhat if Tolkien would return in our days? A comic
The One CoffeeOne Rings are so last age
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A Marching Song
Traditional battle song. You probably cannot appreciate it fully until you hear it from a dozen drunk orcs in a pub at half past midnight.
Goes the rifle, bang bang bang
Moonlight glistening on fang
See the foes cringeing
When we are singing!
Goes our army, march march march
Go our warriors bold and large
Hear the foes panting
When we are chanting!
Goes the hammer, wham wham wham
Hear us singing, here we come
Tremble, you boys
When we make noise!
Goes the sickle, hack hack hack
What is ours we take back
Without ado
Hack foes to stew!
Goes the jawses, bite bite bite
We are hungry after fight
We bite your foot
Toenail tastes good!
© Bqggz, probably 2004