Bolgo The Madd
10-02-2008, 06:30 PM
The Goblin Chemist, and Lord of the Slums,
Fending off foes as fast as they come.
No work, no love, no future in store,
As farmers feel death, by battles bloody floor.
Surely the King would put a stop to this,
If that is your hope, you are a miss.
For nobility cares not of doom or misery,
As long as your gold reaches them speedily.
- Bolgo The Madd
( Goblin Chemist )
Fending off foes as fast as they come.
No work, no love, no future in store,
As farmers feel death, by battles bloody floor.
Surely the King would put a stop to this,
If that is your hope, you are a miss.
For nobility cares not of doom or misery,
As long as your gold reaches them speedily.
- Bolgo The Madd
( Goblin Chemist )