Kreeble's Cave

> Reconsider your diet, in just in case you weren't joking about the flatulence

You can hardly believe it. For just a measly minute.
It was like the gods themselves. Were scrutinizing your diet!

> Check inventory

Most was taken away. During the big foray.
All you managed to hide. Without them getting snide.
Was part of your lute, scarf, and a can of beans.

>rap a cool tune

Inspiration lights like lightning strikes brightly swiftly and rightly.
Brought low through rhymes so thick it makes me sick in a good way.
Make sway the words of fortune may it be to your caution! I can't be held back no quack of a shack like this can keep me wracked.

Stand aside for the almighty Bard! Words applied with generous lard barred entry to several venturous bars!