Mace got run over by a red dragon
Walking home from "Heifer" Christmas Eve
You can say there's no such thing as dragons
But as for me and Lord Fear, we believe
He been drinking Etruscan brandy
And they said for his health they feared
He had forgot his Latin book, and he
stepped out of the portal and disappeared
When they found him Christmas morning
They stared and shouted "Brother Mace!"
They thought he looked a little too toasty
And he had incriminating burn marks on his face
Now we're all proud of Chris and co
They'd been taking the quest quite well
See him in there with lightning rod
Full of success and a leftover spell
It's not Christmas without Macey
And everybody's wearing black
And we can't help but wonder
Should we finish off his brandy
Or should we send it back?
More soon. If you can stand it.
