Trolls and Gnomes

Life is hard
When you're a Gnome,
We're always, always
Being hunted by Trolls

All of us are scared of Trolls
Those tall freaks are racist to us Gnomes
They say we're too short
And that we're as useful as dirt
One said to my mother "ll feed ya to my wolf Gort"

Trolls use us for punting
For shooting and hunting
For eating and feeding
And they like watching Gnomes who are bleeding

We're always being eaten
Getting hurt, getting beaten
One blow to the face ain't enough,
So they have to keep kicking us 'till we're dust

We'll teach those Trolls a lesson,
We'll start a war!
Get your weapons, and mount on your boars!
It's time for US gnomes to punt some Trolls
We'll teach 'em that we're no ordinary Gnomes!

There they are!
Send in the troops!
Holy cow look how big they are!
They could eat us in scoops!
But do not worry, we shall win,
As long as we protect our queen Guin,

The war was a failure,
We lost terribly,
Our plan was put together miserably!
We swung our swords,
But merely only scratched their shins
If only we had the help of a Jedi, like Qui Gon Jinn

They stepped on my dad,
Decapitated my mom,
Cut my sister in half,
Man that plan was dumb!
But the Gnome Empire shall rise again,
As soon as our 500, 000 million years of slavery end