Perleone,
Perleone,
With Greater Xavax you wished to fight,
Where has your honor gone?
The Peasants of Pesh put your army to flight!
Perleone,
Perleone,
Cowards in both word and deed!
In the great forest before our scythes,
King Deklan's manhood wilted like a weed!
Perleone,
Perleone,
So says all of Oc Lu Pesh,
Come back again and instead of wheat,
it will be your soldiers we thresh!
Well, I never claimed to be a poet...
