Their adventures took them far from home,
Struggling and searching the wild unknown,
Through briars and marshes they struggled to pass,
This trip in thw would would not be their last.
The weak may need help
but the strong they are bold,
the stories of heros will never grow old.
Evil may do as evil does,
but heros will fight for good cause.
The stories are told and the songs will be sung,
We find still that there is much to be done.
When the good find the bad there is trouble, it’s true,
but watch out bandits, they’re coming for you.