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yes i’m the manny mac mouther, I’m a sleep-on-the-coucher
I went to public school, didn’t need a voucher
yeah, I’m a gibberer, I’m an inspiration giver-er
I keep drinking though it’s hard on my liver
now if you wanna roll, just make a fist
well, robble robble let’s see who’s on the guest list
George and wheezy, mayor mccheesy
drinking down dragon toes and making it look easy, I’m a
-- (gibbering mouther)
If you wanna go again my friend you’ve got second wind
so pick up your dice, live laugh lice, and full send
are you in a rage? does it feel so good?
to leave a trail of broken bones and splintered wood
now you back row fighter, sipping on cider
taking hits because your armor is lighter
well move your feet I’m counting beats in boots and britches
collecting riches like a party full of classy bitches
-- (gibbering mouther)
I’m like a mossy griffon my flanks are covered
You’re a waffle house hash brown, scattered and smothered
centipedes and rats, calculate the life drain
a barrel topped wagon ain’t got nothing on the A train
You wanna slay me? you think I’m getting soft?
Come play with me, in the catacombs of Ravenloft
now what the heck You got two holes in your neck
It’s a TPK because you failed your perception check
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