Okay, that's two for the mounted units. Time to flip the script...
Fortified merrily on high,
We're Drill-IV Garrison Longbows!
Look how prettily the sky
Is filled with millions of arrows!
Go-o-o-o-o-o-oria
Your blood runs in the river
Go-o-o-o-o-o-oria
You can't help now but shiver
And so there, below, below,
Your Knights and Maces get killed
What is this pretty blue glow
Up here on top of this hill?
Mo-o-o-o-o-o-oria
Promotions for us to choose from
Mo-o-o-o-o-o-oria
Problems for you will still come
Pray you, to your heathen god
Who's got you so enthralled
That up our hill again you trod
And attack us longbows walled!
Sto-o-o-o-o-o-oria
This'll be our Heroic Epic!
Sto-o-o-o-o-o-oria
Of our flying pointy death stick!
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Kay, think I was really reaching with that last verse. I need to go to bed. Hope I have helped y'all get into the Christmas spirit.
