Masons And Monkeys Options

[Steelshanks]

Marsche, Hobbit, Liche & Trout
and then there's the smallest Turbo Midget
One hit, two hit, three and four and five,
they're so frisky, so alive!!

Trout is my number one,
Always up for catapult fun!!
Always up for kicks and cuddles,
But he is somewhat slow in the battle!!
He stands alone sometimes to think,
From your skull or mine to have a drink

Liche is my number two,
Proud and handsome, I tell you!
He prances like a little pony,
and you know what? That's no baloney!!.
He guards your back from above
and when over a river, sometimes gives me a little shove.

That Fat Hobbit is my number three,
chubby, plump as hobbits should be.
Always cleaning, always cooking
He tries to run but his feet keep sticking.
He keeps on searching for a hand,
to scratch under his collar band.

Turbo Midget is my number four,
Always seeming smaller, more and more.
Loves to snack on lots of munchies,
Mason meat and Mason archer crunchies.
Begging, pleading, day and nights.
"DONT USE BAD RASCIST LANGUAGE OR ILL BAN YOU OUTRIGHT"

Mean old Marsche is my number five,
He jumps, rolls over, takes a dive.
Up my back, All round the fucking map!!,
Swinging his big hammer to squash me flat!!!!
I run and scream, "help me plz" Nobody seems to ever hear me,
With a nasty cackle and a overhead hit, He breaks my skull in one swift hit!

[Steelshanks]

As I walked along the road one day
Loading stones into my sling on the way
I saw a monkey of unusual size
Who had a large sword and small, fiendish eyes.

He strutted about and beckoned me in
Then he did the most ominous thing.
He let out a screech and puffed out his chest
I wanted to run from this evil pest.

As this monkeys mighty exterior did appear
The inside of my chest was filled with fear.
He put one armored foot forward, the other one next
This troublesome monkey was making me vexed.

I then did something that was a great chance.
I launched a stone at him to stop his advance.
He then chased me back to my spawning point and cornered back to the wall at swordpoint

I begged for mercy down on my knees, And that Fiendish Monkey did seem mighty pleased!!, he slapped my face and pulled me up, Then put his sword right into my gut