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Fat Guy Rounds
(by Lord Gorlan of the Red Lands, and others as noted, 1998)
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We are Fat Guys We Like Beer And Drambuie Moments They are smooth
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We are Fat Guys And we Fight Just show us a shield wall To mow down
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We are Fat Guys We live Large If you must talk politics Please go away
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There's a Fat Wench Named Derdrie Likes em Regimental And Amareto Toes
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Little Helmut Makes strange booze Likes to play with Red Heads And pole arms
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Fat Guy Martin Likes to Fly Now he is a Baron An excellent guy
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Fat Guy Gorlan Swings both ways First he'll fight with left hand Then the Right
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Fat Guy Sir Mo The Dinosaur Been around forever And will forevermore
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Fat Guy Timmoch Was the King 1st one to get foam On his mug
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Fat Guy Freiderich The Anti-pelican Drank a Flaming Strawberry Says "Motrin is my Friend"
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Fat Guy Adler Is a Saint Canonized at Pensic Aint that great
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Little Helmut Klein Braun Schnausse Loves choc'late covered Cherries On his nose
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Fat Guy Helmut The Big One First he'll pound you senseless Then heal you when he's done
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Fat Guy Blackleaf Likes his foam Didn't learn the first time No pity
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Fat Guy Radlof Was Too Fit A real (F)at Guy (I)n (T)raining 2-X-S
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Fat Guy Floris Makes Good Beer Keeps Fat Encampment Happy Fat Guy Light
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Our Saint Michael Was a Mooch Known as Baron Cheeseball To his friends
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Geotz the Fat Guy Is a thug Likes to wear his codpiece And steal sheep
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Fat Guy Ormswyn Felt real weak Could only lift 300 Ks Wasting away
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Fat Guy Garath One lucky Lord Married to the Wench He's never bored
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Fat Guy Garick Lost his beer He's a deadly fighter But a lousy engineer
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Paul De Gory Another Fat Guy Really into dancing We don't know why
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Fat Guy Cormack The Pirate Or as Duke Jade calls him Cormack the thief
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Fat Guy Adalhard Eats beer cans Sure must of been hungry Or needs vitamins
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Fat Guy Markus Wears a very pointy hat Likes Baronial Wrestling Can you Imagine that?
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Fat Guy Sigismund A Landsknecht Can drink away the whole night And in the morn still fight
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Fat Guy Ackmed Leads with his cup He walks out to the battles But leaves them toes up
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This has been a work in progress for several years. I think I covered just
about everyone.
This is one that will probably never really be finished. Too many stories
behind each verse.