Potent and blessed with luck
The Halfling that never lost a ruck
Then he met an ancient elf
That had him on her age old shelf
At that point he stated "oh fuck"

There once was a Halfling named Garett
Who was so blessed he wanted to share it
In the woods he met a girl
Who made all his digits curl
Untill exhausted he shouted "I submit!"

For years she lived in the woods
A wizened old crone wearing hoods
Bit one night he visited
With potency unlimited
And shouted: give up the goods!

A mighty Halfling, Garret the brave
Will take this story to his grave
In elfland he met an ancient hag
And tried to look down her bag
And shouted "atleast you could shave!"