Prompt: Bardcore, lute, bard
Lyrics
(Verse 1) In a tavern old and cozy, with tales of yore untold, A merry bard named Roland spun stories brave and bold. With a lute upon his shoulder, and a song upon his lips, He wandered through the evening, with laughter at his fingertips. (Chorus) But oh, on that fateful night, fate had a different role, As Roland took a misstep and slipped into a hole. His cock was caught within it, no chance for quick parole, Oh Roland, the bard with his cock in a hole. (Verse 2) With his fingers strumming freely, he danced upon the floor, But the ground beneath betrayed him, as it often does, for sure. Now he's grasping in the darkness, feeling stuck and all alone, His melodious tunes silenced, by this cock-trapping stone. (Chorus) But oh, on that fateful night, fate had a different role, As Roland took a misstep and slipped into a hole. His cock was caught within it, no chance for quick parole, Oh Roland, the bard with a cock stuck in a hole. (Bridge) Yet fear not, dear listeners, for Roland won't despair, With his voice still bright and cheery, echoing through the air. He sings of tales so wondrous, with courage in his soul, Even with his cock stuck, he'll achieve his ultimate goal. (Chorus) But oh, on that fateful night, fate had a different role, As Roland took a misstep and slipped into a hole. His cock was caught within it, no chance for quick parole, Oh Roland, the bard with a cock stuck in a hole. (Outro) So raise your tankards high, to Roland's epic plight, A bard who faced adversity with valor and with might. For even in a bind, his spirit soars and soars, The bard with a cock stuck in a hole, forever singing more.