8.iii
Your scratchings are densely most queer,
Though the wound in the ego drips clear
Oh how that fool of a baron.
Chose this hermit to patron
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And study the wyrm you sought dear.
Now if favors you think I still owe,
I've got leeches down here in the flow
They're quite eager for kisses
Is it them, your face misses?
Why don’t you dip in so they know?
-Ballad sung by frogs in the Uloghai Bog