Bonus Content: Rattlin' Bogs

A traditional Irish song

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Preamble
Fiti: [Slams a glass down] Right you feckers! Celestia: [Suprised] Ah, what? Fiti: So I'm gonna teach you a classic Gnomish drinking song. We're going t' start out slow, we're going t' get get faster, we're going t' keep adding things on, you've got remember them and if... At the end of every verse, you've got to drink and if you fuck up, you drain your glass and we'll all carry on without you because you're a failure. Scamp: Well, that seems a little bit... harsh. Fiti: That's the way that drinking songs go. Celestia: So the idea is that we're all fucked by the end? Fiti: That's also the purpose of all drinking songs. Celestia: [Speaking over Fiti] I'm in, let's go! Fiti: Alright, so, I'll get you started off.

Lyrics
Ho, ro, the rattlin’ bog The bog down in the valley-o Ho, ro, the rattlin’ bog The bog down in the valley-o

Well in that bog there was a hole A rare hole, a rattlin' hole And the hole in the bog And the bog down in the valley-o

Ho, ro, the rattlin' bog The bog down in the valley-o Ho, ro, the rattlin' bog The bog down in the valley-o

And on that hole there was a tree A rare tree, a rattlin' tree And the tree in the hole And the hole in the bog And the bog down in the valley-o

Ho, ro, the rattlin' bog The bog down in the valley-o Ho, ro, the rattlin' bog The bog down in the valley-o

And on that tree there was a branch A rare branch, a rattlin' branch And the branch on the tree And the tree in the hole And the hole in the bog And the bog down in the valley-o

Ho, ro, the rattlin' bog The bog down in the valley-o Ho, ro, the rattlin' bog The bog down in the valley-o

Well on that branch there was a twig A rare twig, a rattlin' twig And the twig on the branch And the branch on the tree And the tree in the hole And the hole in the bog And the bog down in the valley-o

Ho, ro, the rattlin' bog The bog down in the valley-o Ho, ro, the rattlin' bog The bog down in the valley-o

And on that twig there was a nest A rare nest, a rattlin' nest And the nest on the twig And the twig on the branch And the branch on the tree And the tree in the hole And the hole in the bog And the bog down in the valley-o

Ho, ro, the rattlin' bog The bog down in the valley-o Ho, ro, the rattlin' bog The bog down in the valley-o

And in that nest there was an egg A rare egg, a rattlin' egg And the egg in the nest And the nest on the twig And the twig on the branch And the branch on the tree And the tree in the hole And the hole in the bog And the bog down in the valley-o

Ho, ro, the rattlin' bog The bog down in the valley-o Ho, ro, the rattlin' bog The bog down in the valley-o

And in that egg there was a chick A rare chick, a rattlin' chick And the chick in the egg And the egg in the nest And the nest on the twig And the twig on the branch And the branch on the tree And the tree in the hole And the hole in the bog And the bog down in the valley-o

Ho, ro, the rattlin' bog The bog down in the valley-o Ho, ro, the rattlin' bog The bog down in the valley-o

And on that chick there was a feather A rare feather, a rattlin' feather And the feather on the chick And the chick in the egg And the egg in the nest And the nest on the twig And the twig on the branch And the branch on the tree And the tree in the hole And the hole in the bog And the bog down in the valley-o

Ho, ro, the rattlin' bog The bog down in the valley-o Ho, ro, the rattlin' bog The bog down in the valley-o

And on that feather there was a flea A rare flea, a rattlin' flea And the flea on the feather And the feather on the chick And the chick in the egg And the egg in the nest And the nest on the twig And the twig on the branch And the branch on the tree And the tree in the hole And the hole in the bog And the bog down in the valley-o

Ho, ro, the rattlin' bog The bog down in the valley-o Ho, ro, the rattlin' bog The bog down in the valley-o

And on that flea there were some legs Some rare legs, some rattlin' legs And the legs on the flea And the flea on the feather And the feather on the chick And the chick in the egg And the egg in the nest And the nest on the twig And the twig on the branch And the branch on the tree And the tree in the hole And the hole in the bog And the bog down in the valley-o

Ho, ro, the rattlin' bog The bog down in the valley-o Ho, ro, the rattlin' bog The bog down in the valley-o

And on those legs there were some shoes Some rare shoes, some rattlin' shoes And the shoes on the legs And the legs on the flea And the flea on the feather And the feather on the chick And the chick in the egg And the egg in the nest And the nest on the twig And the twig on the branch And the branch on the tree And the tree in the hole And the hole in the bog And the bog down in the valley-o

Ho, ro, the rattlin' bog The bog down in the valley-o Ho, ro, the rattlin' bog The bog down in the valley-o

And on those shoes there were some heels Some rare heels, some rattlin' heels And the heels on the shoes And the shoes on the legs And the legs on the flea And the flea on the feather And the feather on the chick And the chick in the egg And the egg in the nest And the nest on the twig And the twig on the branch And the branch on the tree And the tree in the hole And the hole in the bog And the bog down in the valley-o

Ho, ro, the rattlin' bog The bog down in the valley-o Ho, ro, the rattlin' bog The bog down in the valley-o

And on that heel there was a nail A rare nail, a rattlin' nail And the nail on the heel And the heels on the shoes And the shoes on the legs And the legs on the flea And the flea on the feather And the feather on the chick And the chick in the egg And the egg in the nest And the nest on the twig And the twig on the branch And the branch on the tree And the tree in the hole And the hole in the bog And the bog down in the valley-o

Epilogue
All: [Cheer] Scamp: And now you drink. Celestia: I've drunk so much, I'm nearly blind. Scamp: You drink again, again! Celestia: I'm going to fall over. Fiti: Alright. Corzin: I could wipe the floor with the lot of ya. Fiti: I'm going to teach you a song about a hedgehog now. Celestia: I'm going to go and be sick, goodbye!