MacBeths (again)

(To the tune of "I'm a believer" by the Monkees)

I See A MacBeth

I thought Bears were only good for jokes and drink,
Men in skirts who down their brew and sing! ( Oh ayyyye! )
But I heard a rumour, ( ooh, could it be true? )
There were demons too, ( ooh, what can we do? )
s' not the kind you see with Bodmin's Brew...

Then I saw it's waist,
Oh my! It's a MacBeth!
Not a trace
Of doubt from it's size!
Ancestors! (ooooohhh)
I see a MacBeth
I need your help while
I Exorcise...

I thought Scafloc was a pleasant - smelling thing (Oh-oh - NO!)
But, the more I sniffed, the worse it got
Need to block my nose up, (What can you do?)
It's brought me to my knees. (What can you do?)
Someone knock me out before I spew!

Then I saw his face,
Yup! He was a MacBeth,
Little horns
and beady slit-eyes
What a sight! (oooohhhh)
Wide as a doorway
Heading up your way
Eating all the Pies...

I thought Talek only hunted bargains (It's not true)
Didn't steal or rob for his own needs
But just now I saw him (What did he do?)
Rumaging through corpses (Can it be true?)
Filling up his pouches with lammied goods

Then I heard his plans
Yup! He was a MacBeth
A little stab
put poisons inside
Now I'm dead (oooohhh)
He was a MacBeth
I shouldn't listen
While they schemed inside

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