Sung to the tune of "I can't actually think of any songs that one might be able to sing this to, pls don't hate"
Grab your favorite bottle,
Nymph's Tears will do!
Screw off the cap, hold the flask,
and down that watery blue!
While you're at the party,
look at the finest Nymphs...
Offer a drink, but don't blink,
for you might lose her glimpse.
(chorus: Down, down, drink it down!
Rage pot or bas - il - isk's blood,
No matter what fight you choose tonight...
you'll soon hit the floor with a THUD!)
Wait, don't drink too much!
It'll surely be your poison!
For when you wake, you'll have an ache,
and won't want to let the noise in.
(chorus)
Soon the bottle is gone,
it's contents you just blew,
but while that stinks, you just think
'Now, I'm an otyugh!'
(chorus)
End
