Ahh! The world is on fire,
Said the town liar.
The people believed,
And he deceived,
A sponge is now for hire.

His dirty deeds were done,
And he has had his fun.
He left his home,
All alone,
With hardly a bun.

He found a grumpy orc,
That was eating some pork.
He stole some,
That was dumb,
Was stopped by the monstrous fork.

Working hard, long and fast,
Dwelling only on the past.
The poor chap,
was in a trap,
Doomed to be last.

He tricked his mean master,
Into a terrible disaster.
The poor orc,
Who wanted pork,
Was now a headmaster.

The town liar, too scared to sleep,
Went back home, with barely a peep.
He told the town,
And received a frown.
The liar was now in it fairly deep.

The educated orcs, now with smarts,
Came to destroy the town's hearts.
The liar cried "Orc!"
But he got a cork.
And the town is now in parts.

Penned by my hand on the 5th of Chronos, in the year 400 AF.