It had been a good few days or weeks,
Since we had gone a-hunting.
I found that I really missed the shrieks,
Of those orcs we were confronting.
So off we went, back to the caves,
To kill a few and get some loot.
What we faced instead was a feline wave,
Of those blasted puss-in-boots.
We killed their leader,
And lopped off his head.
This just made them more eager,
To see us dead!
So away we fled,
down a man.
To avenge our dead,
With a cunning plan.
We’ll burn those beasts,
Out of their cave.
With oily grease,
And send them to their grave!