Excuse me, outlander
A word in your ear if I may
Well met, stranger
Elated to make your acquantaince
Now may I entertain you with quotations over cadence
you see I bare some rare amazing information
and you look like someone who is used to strange situations
There was a hidden portal, within the bards college
I was brought through an immortal to embark knowledge
About an otherwordly form of redguard sonnet.
They took a thumping drum beat and set bars on it
I wandered through Solitude departed Haafingar past Hjalmarch to the reaches of Markarth
I reached the Whiterun hold
I preached in rhyme and told
the people that the need to speak was higher than the price of gold
Nothing can beat soul
Not even sweet rolls
I've got it locked like a pick stuck in a keyhole
I leave you wee trolls wishing that you'd re-rolled
By the Nine Divines, my rhyme's a sight to behold
My freeholds are threefold
I rock the property chain
'cuz I'm the top bloody Thane in this Monopoly game
So you'd better watch the throne, Stormcloak
because you're getting overthrown by an ordinary bloke
It's high time Skyrim had a new High King
And I like hiking - it's quite exciting
I'm descended from the Vikings back in my kingdom
but my lyric-writing's better than my skill at fighting
My pen is mightier than swords, it's the right choice
They call me "MF Thu'um" when I use my Voice
(the thing ran out of room. i got to 'laughing' and it was like nope. no more)
