In a basement dark, where the dragons dwell,
My friends and I gather, with snacks piled high.
With choices that lead us to cast a spell.
“I roll for initiative!”—but who can tell?
My vision’s all wobbly, and I think I’ll cry,
In a basement dark, where the dragons dwell.
We’re lost in the maps, oh what tales we’ll tell,
As we navigate traps that seem just to lie;
With choices that lead us to cast a spell.
The rogue forgot stealth, and he tripped in his shell,
The wizard's too busy just asking, “Why?”
In a basement dark, where the dragons dwell.
Sorcery’s wild! With spells that compel,
We laugh till we snort, “Am I really that guy?”
With choices that lead us to cast a spell.
But at the end of this odyssey’s bell,
We’re heroes, or so we claim with a sigh,
In a basement dark, where the dragons dwell,
With choices that lead us to cast a spell.
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