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Breakfast Of The Unfinished Howdy"Well, sweet gleanin's, Hin Billy, you got my mind thinking overmuch about turnips!" Murphy pretends to pout. Then he adds with a shrug, "But my two favorites are The Culverwood Crescents and Humble's Sword. How 'bout the rest of you?"
Tactical Turnips
Rutabaga Cornucopia
Harvest Drums
The Crescent Vagabonds
The Turnipseed Scimitars
Pipesmoke Power
Humble's Sword
Racing Turnip Cart
Turnip of the Two Moons
The Culverwood Crescents
Bright Bumpkins
Uncertain Turnip of the Keen Contenders
In Crescent Vale they tell the tale"So, you've got part of your story wrong, 'least from what I've heard. But, just in case you've got some of the truth of it, we'll talk with the authorities - in the morning. Now, do you have a place to stay? If not, I'll talk to my folks, and maybe we can put you up for the night."
Of when the green grass grew
With twisted cords it wrapped and scored
The big'uns coming through
Past tall stone sentinels they fought
But deep deep magic flew
And pierced their limbs and made them doubt
The wisdom of Chief Gniew
Then hied the slingers came the knives
A-flying through the air
And giants saw the might of wives
Whose skillets broke their stare
Though ten times their size ungainly they
When little folk they thought would yield
The small ones made them richly pay
For messing up their green grass fields
So giants - 'ware the little folk
'Tis Wardd's own luck they make
You'll ne'er break the oxen's yoke
On halflings' lands you try to take!
In Crescent Vale they tell the tale
Of when the green grass grew
With twisted cords it wrapped and scored
The big'uns coming through
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