Well, it was talked about, so here it is. Some parts are baaaaaad. I apologise to anyone whose name I've misspelled.
Old Lucie Rivers was walking around
Grantabrugge city to the hole in the ground
There was no way that this could wait for later-
something was wrong down at the fey crater
Then an air elemental with wings and a beak
protested that it was still called windy peak
while standing in the middle with style and flair
was the projected image of the absent mayor
And out from the forest came the Warlock's guild,
with shovels and spades, to see the hole was filled
But then someone shouted "Hey, what the heck?"
It was a red demon summoned by Nocta Lebbeck
But it wasn't too long before it became food
for a misplaced army of endingbrood
Who were quickly dispatched by the college of grey
who built a cannon of prismatic spray.
*****You know the chorus*****************
Then a demon took a bite out of the prime
like writing filk eats up all of your time
the Dot took a shot with a boiling tea pot
but sadly the effect call was "not a lot"
And then there was a sorded love affair
Between alric and the undead maiden of air
While the rest of the party took a seafaring trip
From a scurby pirate with a hook and a whip
And then militia sneaked up behind
The businessmen's guild, who were looking to find
a method to solve their latest plot twist;
Isadoro had cut off their hands to the wrist!
And Myrun's patience was growing slender
with the task of raising twenty baby kender
When suddenly Elnir fell out of the air,
with the crown of shadows sitting in his hair.
Refs ran around, setting off pyrotechnics
as out of the mirror, stepped the king of wessex
acompanied by- his new surgeon, Bones,
with Edgar and Sarge, carrying a throne
As his foot hit the ground,
all the zombies were slain,
as Iskarius changed back, into Dara...uh...main;
But Ed saw through his clever disguise,
but granted him pardon, so nobody died.
But then Crimson the Fey, and Nell the Johnite,
and Wallach with an army of a thousand wights,
and a Laundress called Teeny, in a bikini,
with Blake duPres
sipping a Martini,
Fyodor, a toy cosh maker, Captain Bob, and Dr. Eigar,
Calam, Panama, every single metagamer,
Lucius Peters and Corporal Briggs,
Ned, undead, lead an army of twigs
And they all pinged out of nowhere lightning fast,
And kicked the king of Wessex in his Royal Ass,
It was the bloodiest battle that the world ever saw
With a system rewrite in event of a draw
The fight raged on for two weeks downtime,
With an overall citywide decrease in crime
Until there was only one left to boast:
The cuddly kitten, simply known as "Toast".