Angus Bower
Across the meadows and further still
Over the wastelands beyond Grinmey hill
Lives the outlaw Angus Bower
Atop alone in a prison tower
Because for many years he stole and killed
Until his castle he had filled
With precious stones and golden ore
All snatched through greed in blood soaked war
For twenty years his brigand band
Robbed and pillaged in this land
Until an army of daring gnomes
Set out from their burned out homes
To capture or kill this one eyed foe
With sword or spear or magic bow
So for many years a battle did rage
Until Angus Bower was locked in a cage
Whilst his men were taken and placed in chains
The gnome’s retrieved the ill gotten gains
As for the villainous Mr Bower
He was sealed away in his own dark tower
Never again to see the rising sun
Hidden away from everyone.
