Foragers Poem by OVERLORD DON MANUEL IH'CAKEYNO

A shame to the aged they are
Ancient failures and ne'er do wells they all are
Achieved nothing of their age and time
To the vicars place be their ventures now
What seek they there-about?
Tell us which child be or will be that shall be rich indeed
Tell us which female child shall bear which great achiever
Their intents is but to lay snares in wait for children
They swear this oaths a'public vehemently
Shame be ours if we achieved naught where unborn children will come and achieve great wealth
Alas! another nation is doomed to be slain in the niger area of the char lands
A nation of thieves they now are
Foragers foraging in the string-pants of female children!