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[knarayan]

Oh, the trials of the human grey warden,
When your family you must abandon,
to the tender mercies of Arl Hove,
The hand in Teyrn Loghain's glove,
And escape through the tunnel in the kitchen
Oh, the trials of the grey warden,
Accompanied by the deep voiced Duncan,
You travel all the way to Ostagar,
the latest chapter in the Darkspawn war
And meet your idiot king Cailan
You explore the wilds of the Korcari,
With Alistair, Daveth and Ser Jory,
For secret treaties and darkspawn blood,
three vials, and a wildflower bud,
Leaving behind your tame mabari.
Items received, you become a joinee
Daveth cops it, so does Jory,
You're packed off to the tower of Ishal,
The kings forces head for a fall
But Alistair wishes he was with the army
You slay an ogre to light the fire
But there are too many darkspawn in the mire.
And Loghain, the slimy serpent,
is a traitor, to all intent,
leaving his king in a situation most dire.
And thats that for poor Cailan,
Met an ogre and got eaten.
His army destroyed by the darkspawn horde,
His cries for help just ignored,
With the exception of poor, dying Duncan
...
Oh, the trials of a grey warden,
when a companion's lamppost you must harden,
and search for the sword of a qunari,
and areas to pee for your mabari
and a girlfriend for the dwarf Oghren
And listen to Morrigan angry rants,
about dead rodents in her underpants,
And questions of sexism and underwear stinky,
are extinguished with glee by Sheryl Chee,
in front of a thousand delighted fans.
There's blasphemous talk about the Maker,
They say he's a compleat faker,
That once he worked for a hotel,
Whose management did him expel,
And his name is really David Gaider?