Cagilan Empire/Literature of Entertainment
Commoner's Literature
The following is literature created by commoners for us nobles
Thruk's Farewell Song
Thruk packed his bag in the dead of night,
A club, a ball, some peanuts and a light,
"Farewell my friends" he said to the air,
"Miss me not, and do not despair."
He took a step and began to wonder,
"Thruk can't see into the yonder!"
But on he went, his mind made up,
Then on the road, he kicked a cup.
"Hurt Thruk's toe!" he yelled in pain,
And the cup rolled down a drain,
He fell on over, his task forgotten,
"This is getting really rotten!"
But Thruk stood up and began anew,
Yelling curses, black and blue,
"Thruk need a drink, before too far"
"harharharharharharhar!"
And so it goes, Thruk went away,
He really could no longer stay,
His time was up and mission done.
Thruk walked towards the rising sun.
Thruk's Bard
"There once was a fellow named Thruk"
"Whose head too often got struck"
"A toothless Barbarian"
"He ain't no Librarian"
"But who the hell gives a f..."
Thruk's Bard Returns
Lady Crystal is a whore,
That's what it said upon the door,
When Thruk burst in,
He punched a chin,
And found Roberto on the floor!
Songs
Songs created by nobles, for entertainment.
Songs of Anger
Song 1
Bang! Bang! Thruk's Tooth Club
Came down upon his head
Bang! Bang! Thruk's Tooth Club
Made sure that he was dead
Songs of War
To be filled in
Songs of Chastisement
Song 1
There once was boy called Geoff,
Not very bright - just a Chef,
He fight Thruk for beer,
But instead lost his ear,
So now he both dumb and deaf!
Miscellaneous Songs
Song 1
Sing Thruk a song, you're the music man,
Sing Thruk a song tonight,
Thruk's in the mood for a melody,
And you've got Thruk feelin' alright!
Song 2
There was a man who had a beer and Woodrow was his name Oooo,
He chugged one down then past em around,
And Thurk can tumbling after,
We have beer you know,
We have beer you know,
We have beer you knowwwwwwww,
and more beer at the Table!
Song 3
Thruk oh Thruk were art thou Thruk,
tiss but a drop of a sword could cause such pain, all I vain,
and too be alone who would drink me down, and up agen,
I but wisper and you would come mug in hand ready,
oh Thruk my cup is only but a shadow of it's former size,
without Thruk my drinking pride will shurly die!
Poetry
Poetry of Anger
To be filled in
Poety of War
Poetry 1
Thruk said to his whore,
"This realm needs a War!"
The girl grabbed her gold,
And ran out to the cold,
"You're right! It's a bore!"
Poetry 2
War is at my door,
and no it's not a whore,
If I don't kill now,
All my men will dround,
theres some on the bathroom floor!
Poetry 3
Thruk really need to go on warpath,
It either that or take a warm bath,
We all know Thruk no like to clean,
He rather rip out enemy spleen,
So someone go wake Zadar Nargath!
Poetry of Chastisement
Poetry 1
There once was a knight named Geoff,
His feet was worse than his breath,
He was noted for stench,
Which was far too intense,
And smelled the whole place up to death...
Poetry 2
I once knew a man named Geoff
That was up until his death
A man called Thruk
Thought he'd be fun to chuck
And hand his body to a Chef
Poetry 3
There once was a fighter named Thruk
Quite the hairy old schmuk
His mouth had a tooth,
His own club knocked it loose,
And that's where his last one got stuck!
Poetry 4
There was once a knight named Vengance,
Who wore pink pokadot pajamas,
Thruk liked them so much,
But Vengance would not let him touch,
So Thruk bought some adorned with pink Bananas!
Poetry 5
The fierce Count Maximuss,
Was heard to curse and cuss,
Whenever his 'bob's got caught
In places they should not aught,
Like is in his surgical truss!
Poetry 6
There once was a man named Thruk,
With his 'bob' he would try to shuck,
He said with a grin,
As he wiped of his chin,
I wish I had learnt to duck
Poetry 7
There was a Barbarian named Thruk
Who kikced my 'bob' real hard
I fell like am run over by a vagon
and I am sure that now he has a hard o.!
Poetry 8
The Lord Maximuss was brave,
Tried putting Thruk into a grave,
Instead he saw a skirt,
And then started to flirt,
But that not what Thruk crave!
Miscellaneous Poetry
Poetry 1
The Cagilan Empire
really only require
its troop leaders to sit around
and make silly little sound
Chants
Angry Chants
To be filled in
War Chants
Chant 1
It's time to strike, it's time to kill,
Come one men, let's hear them shrill!
Stab them hard and stab them fast,
It's time we kick them in the ...face
Chastising Chants
To be filled in
Miscellaneous Chants
The Bard sang a note and the all she wrote