Way Past The Scrimmbamour.
The Nahburg's were less chablous
Than had been the night afore
Fin Grim had then wondered
What the Garmebs had in store

Bright flingobs lit the night sky
And the Dumbruns rang the beat
As they scurried past the trang lands
Tiny Fissterballs at their feet

They met the Grusnume forest
As the Nanchans took to flight
A ragged bunch of Hirtshums
Seemed oblivious to their plight

A fallen mighty Trantum
Lay directly cross the path
Trasmork took the initiative
And smote it with his Franath

At Fornahms light emerging
They saw the first of the Dramns
Made camp around the Grantons
Lest the Limruk did Attramns

They crossed the mighty Scrimmbamour
At its narrowest of points
Then laboured on to Kimtavine
In time for mid-day cavoints

Though weary from the traveling
Each now had chance to fremacks
They reveled in the yusnics
And shared the plentiful rasbax



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