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I Will Pummel Him
(by Lord Gorlan of the Red Lands, 1998)
(Tune: "I Will Follow Him")
I will pummel him
Pummel him when on the field we meet
It's really not too personal
I just like watching him fall
I just makes my day
He's may favorite SLAY.
I will pummel him
Take his legs and make him crawl
On his knees, he's not that tall
But I take no pity at all
He's a harp seal that way
So I pummel away.
I will pummel him
Pummel him every chance I get
The reason is he dies so well
You don't get that feeling from pell
They can't crawl away
So I pummel away
I will pummel him
Pummel him as if he were a stake
Pound him right into the ground
His helm makes such a sweet sound
I could listen all day
So I pummel away
I will pummel him
Pummel him both in woods and towns
Arms, legs, torso and helm
The pounding is heard through the realm
Such marvelous play
So I pummel away
I will pummel him
Pummel him when on the field we meet
It's really not too personal
I just like watching him fall
I just makes my day
He's may favorite SLAY.
The Story Behind this Song
No real story here. I had the tune on my of list songs to filk someday. I
periodically scan the list and see if a title comes to mind. This title
came up, and the song is just an extrapolation of the title.
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