Willow's Poem

I’m happy I’m a halfling

We’re head and shoulder above the rest

We might be small, not much at all

But our pies makes us the best

 

I’ve got a cousin Dreamy

In my heart a special place

For I will always love him

And in return he keeps me safe

He’s the best with bow and arrow

Though’ed never say it to your face

But there’s many a foe who found out

From a flying coup de grace

 

I’m happy I’m a halfling

We’re head and shoulders above the rest

We might be small, not much at all

But our gardnin make us best

 

Then there’s third cousin Harry

Whatever role, a hat to suit

Captain, ships cook or first mate

He’s the bestest on Das Moot

Ghoul or zombie, he’s there first

We thought he lost his foot

Turns out he were knocked out cold

T’were probably just his boot

 

I’m happy I’m a halfling

We’re head and shoulders above the rest

We might be small, not much at all

But our stories make us the best

 

We’ve made a friend called Guido

He happens to be a biggun

He always up at crack of dawn

Polishing his weapon

He prays a lot, a godly man

To Myrmmy up in heaven

We think that’s why he’s always late

Whenever danger threaten

 

I’m happy I’m a halfling

We’re head and shoulders above the rest

We might be small, not much at all

But our pride what makes us the best

 

Lastly there’s big Bloomer

She’s shot 3 of us out of 5

But her da’s in the spice islands

So she might be love deprived

Could be why she’s quick to shoot

So I’m pleased I’m still alive

Next time think we’ll send her first

For better chances we survive

 

I’m happy I’m a halfling

We’re head and shoulders above the rest

We might be small, not much at all

But our hearts what makes us the best