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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
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Milky Way
An old Orcish folk song. You probably cannot appreciate it fully until you hear it from a dozen drunk orcs in a pub at half past midnight.
Streetway of milk
Shining like silk
Up in the sky
As I walk by.
These Varda-toys
Me much annoys.
Chorus:
There sings a lark!
Oh how I wish
Night would be dark
And lark my dish!
And lark my dish!
The Milky Way
Is bright like day
For tender eyes
Of Orcish guys.
These painful lights
Me much excites.
Chorus
No use to shout
That it go out.
No use to shoot
Or kick with boot
The shining star:
It's very far.
Chorus
© Bqggz, probably 2004