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troubadours, bards, and sausage makers.
Valtunk

song of heroes and beans

The inn was full. He had departed,

to eat the common food as beans,

the waitress served him, kind-hearted,

she, knowing he was without means.

Princess came, alone, danger darted,

he fought, killing all, more than seems,

approached his love, bowing, farted,

and hanged for that, above the beams…