Waste not Want not, put it in the Pot
No one starves with Karougug, because he cook's a lot.
He don't like to be interrupted, unless you'll grab a mop,
Karougug cooks for many men, but spice his food; does not.
He cooks the knucklehead, in every single way;
Garrakg is his deity, and feasting's how he prays.
He don't like be interrupted, in the Kitchen night or day,
Unless you'll grab a mop or scrub a dish just stay away.
Karougug, will cook anything, he'll do it while he sings,
Every guest deserves a meal befit for a King,
but lately guest are dwindling in Caer Dineval in seems.
What Karougug to do, but keep cooking everything.
Waste Not, Want not put it in the Pot.
No one starves with Karougug because he cooks a lot.
He don't like to be interrupted, unless you'll grab a mop,
with Gurrakg in his heart, His food is filled with heart.