The Flail Song                     by Sir Gawr
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It was a large flail, a flail as heavy as lead
With an extra twist of muscular muscular wrist 
He could flick it right over his head
De-dun de-dun de-dun de-dun de
De-dun de-dun de-dun de-dun de

He made it for the cemetery
To get himself some skulls for free.
He takes them out below the knee,
fighting all day with a flail.

It was a large flail, a flail as heavy as lead
With an extra twist of muscular muscular wrist 
He could flick it right over his head
De-dun de-dun de-dun de-dun de
De-dun de-dun de-dun de-dun de

When he's on the open sea,
It's not a sail, it's a flail he needs.
A sail wont make the serpents bleed.
Fishing all day with a flail.

It was a large flail, a flail as heavy as lead
With an extra twist of muscular muscular wrist 
He could flick it right over his head
De-dun de-dun de-dun de-dun de
De-dun de-dun de-dun de-dun de

There is a moral to this song,
That with a flail, you can't go wrong.
So bash your shield like it's a gong
Then fiddle and play with your flail.

It was a large flail, a flail as heavy as lead
With an extra twist of muscular muscular wrist 
He could flick it right over his head.