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Orc Male

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"Ugha! Ugha! Argh!

Who eats pink bellies every night,

Roast 'em on the spit 'til they taste just right,

Gobble 'em up, yum, yum, yum,

Eat 'em all, even if they smell like dung!

Ugha! Ugha! Argh!

Throw 'em up on a rusty pike,

Old and young, to the smallest tike,

Beat 'em with a club, throw 'em in a pit,

Kill 'em all, 'cause they ain't worth spit!

Ugha! Ugha! Argh!

Put 'em in shackles, throw them in the mine,

Put 'em in the field, to make our wine,

Ain't no good, nothing but slaves,

Orc rule the land, 'til the end of days!

Ugha! Ugha! Argh!"

-Traditional Orcish Drinking Song