He was just a little moonie
and his fingers shook with fright
as he checked all of his moon beams
and he tried to get it right
He had to sit and listen to those awefull Barbarians Roar
"You aint gonna gate no more"

Gory gory what a hellofa way to die
Gory gory what a Hellofa way to die
Gory gory what a hellofa way to die
And he aint gonna gate no more.

The Moon it set
The sound was splat
the blood went spurting high
The empaths were heard to say "Hellofa way to die"
As what was left turned to ashes on the floor
and He aint gonna gate no more.



"Moon Mages have already been given some of the most ridiculously powerful magic in the game, third only to Warrior Mages and Barbarians" -Armifer

I christen it with the alternate title: "Ode to a Parrot".


-- Holy Scholar Diarik Erasto, Arcane Researcher, in search of spiritweaving.
http://www.elanthipedia.com/wiki/User:Diarik
http://www.livejournal.com/users/pensive-spirit/

Holiness of soul lies within integrity. - Book of Eluned, Magica Bona