Our Loyal Pledge To Sir Poop Doobert

We are Knights of an amorphous table
We ♥♥♥♥ when we are able
We do routines and horrid screams
With poopies on the table
We dine here in Cumalot
We eat spunk and scum and bum a lot

We're Knights of an amorphous table
Our sphincts are taut and able
But often time we commit crimes
That are quite inconceivable
We're gaming mad in Cumalot
We Rogan in the textchat-a-lot

In life we're sad, but stable
Quite ineradicable
Between our quests we ease our stress smoking weed behind the stable
It's a busy life in Cumalot
I HAVE TO SLAM MY HAM A LOOOT

"No on second thought, let's not go to Cumalot. 'tis a silly place."