Part 1: Moracia
Hey diddle-diddle, I'm a traveler rogue,
No money, no horse, no! Just my clothes.
Was tired, unfed, and broke-fool-hungry,
Came across a village that was perfect lovely.
Sat down for a drink, had some kind fellas treat me,
They told me they had work, so I said: "If you need me."
I worked my way up, met a lass in town,
She makes sure I never frown.
Hey diddle-diddle, was a traveler rogue,
But not anymore, I've found my home.
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