Medieval adventures
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Y’ daren’t be goin’ ta Glyndmere

By Lady Sibylla of Glyndmere
Inspiration: Original


Y’ daren’t be goin’ ta Glyndmere
Y’ daren’t even darken the door!
There’s a troll ya see
He’s bigger than me
So mind y’ don’t ignore, ignore
So mind y’ don’t ignore

His feet are in the basement
His hands so big an’ strong
He can pluck off yer head
So you’ll be dead
An’ his arms can reach third floor, third floor!
His arms can reach third floor!
Y’ daren’t be goin’ ta Glyndmere
Y’ daren’t even darken the door!
They use hammers y’ see
On anvils, there’s three
And black iron lays ’bout the floor, the floor
And black iron lays ’bout the floor
The forge is always goin’
Hot pokers red a glow
An’ the smoke is thick
It’ll blind ya quick
Y’ll find yer way no more, no more
Y’ll find yer way no more
Y’ daren’t be goin’ ta Glyndmere
Y’ daren’t even darken the door!
They’ve hawks ya see
Big as dragons they’d be
You’d look like dinner for sure, for sure
You’d look like dinner for sure
Now the mead is always flowin’
And the ale is very brown
But the doors ‘r too big
To push to escape
And the dragon ‘ll get ya be warned, be warned
And the dragon ‘ll get ya be warned
Y’ daren’t be goin’ ta Glyndmere
Y’ daren’t even darken the door!
Lest ye ha bread to feed
To the heathens and beast
Do listen I implore, implore
Do listen I implore

It’s danger to be goin’
You’d be mad condemned and more!
But lure’s too good
The witch, she can cook
Y’d be darin’ to darken the door, the door
Y’d be darin’ to darken the door
Y’d be darin’ ta darken the doooooooor!
Y’d be darin’ ta darken the door!