Young Fox traveled across the land,
Through thick forests and desert sand,
O'er rivers flowing and lava glowing,
Through towns with whenches with their tits out and showing.

Aboard a great ship across the seas,
Besting monsters and groups of mercenaries,
Under the heat of the sun and the glow of the moon,
Drinking in taverns and slayin' poon.

He traveled for no apparent reason,
Never stopping despite the turn of the season,
Though what he sought, no one quite knew,
And his name was known to all but a few.

Then one day he he saw a beautiful sand beach,
And decided this was as far as he would reach.
He took off his boots and aired out his toes,
Then said, "♥♥♥♥ it, I need to go ♥♥♥♥ some more hoes."