The stalwart defenders of Cluetowns (Rather poor attempt in the human dialect, perhaps it will inspire?) Stalwart defenders of Cluetowns

Across the width and breadth of Faerun, There lay a town divided! Splintered! The town named Cluetowns, was divided into two towns, West Town, East Town! Uptown, Downtown! They only spoke to one another at the giant annual feast, The lovely, thrilling, giant annual feast

Across the width and breadth of Faerun, There lay a town divided! Splintered! The citizens found within them thoughts quite bland, Long live West Town, East Town, Uptown, Downtown! Speak against each other at the great annual feast! The marvolous, splenderous, giant annual feast

"He's fat! He's wobbly! His mother's from Tuncutany! She's part elven! He's part orc! Burn the lot of 'em I haven't time to talk! Where are we going? What are we doing? We better decide quickly for I think the orcs are persuing!" chorus Oh, Cluetowns, clueless Cluetowns! Live on hard lessons! Fellows embrace! Don't let go! Let Cheer and joy echo!

Across the width and breadth of Faerun, There lay a town besieged by horrid orcs! Horrid drueling orcs! Of fearsome greenskin. The citizens within bickered and squabbled, with seldom arrow in orcish eye but plowed into neighbour

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The defences of Cluetowns were scattered, so indifferent were those gathered, they took supplies with narry a thought, eating, drinking; fighting and ignoring the troubles that haunt

The town squabbled and squandered, East did not meet West, no only at best, a few simple peasant children from either side of town, a few simple peasant children from either side of town; held hands and skipped, gay under the sun's light.

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Across the width and breadth of Faerun, The town named Cluetowns, that was once divided into two towns One named West town, the other named East town Lay dead, amongst corpses of orcs and free beings Lay dead, fighting no longer... bleak oblivion

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