Disclaimer, this isn't a full battle report, but the key round from the battle, possibly. This has nothing to do with battle chronicler Tech Priest Nuttalis arriving late due to the traffic on Stockportadon IV or his notes on his data slate being hastily scribbled possibly on the same page as his shopping list. Essentially, a large part of this brutal conflict is based on a fading memory, many of these events may not have happened but, as always, never let a lack of truth get

The creatures of the night had monstrous envy Of the bangers, monster mash and gravy So they held a party to fill themselves with dread and buffet Merrman thinks modern cooking is pish He makes blancmange, cupcakes and a jelly dish Any flavour you wish, as long as it tastes entirely of fish Zombies not so light on their undead feet Knock up a cocktail that will turn you white as a sheet Werewolves forgo the drink for their favourite doggy treat Fanny Bull the greedy cannibal

The Grim Reaper has got my number Those tech brows will always sell your data out He gave a heaving knock on the door Until he found the...

The is a place, a Schrodinger's cats box Containing many pops who still have their vox Wendy who sees all and never ever wavers telling...

Once more I declare my triumph "Avast me hearties we beat the longest month!" Behold the ever brighter, lighter days Up 40 to 50 watts...

This coming year I'm definitely going to Sail around the world in a giant shoe Run every Ironman and Ironwoman Bake a chocolate and...

You better watch out You better not be dry Best avoid going out I'm telling you why Banter Mores is coming to town He's gonna get you...

To be cool and not a fool this Yule I ask for a few things that will fuel my drool I want: A flatpack jetpack made out of flapjack The...

"It'll be monster fun" they all said A charity walk of us beasties and undead Think of the unfortunates that we can help Rather than the...

Call me Smash-Mail and pull up a seat A tale to tell have I on a monster beet This is all true how it came to pass A brief encounter with...

On the first day of Christmas, my true love sent to me A petrol station pack of ferrero rocher On the second day of Christmas my true...

All balls must start with King Kong But to this disco will he make it along At the very least he will be very late Stuck as he is atop...

It's a sequel, here we go again Nuance forgotten, explosions ramped up to eleven As I'm confined to my luxury padded cell Covid 2: this...

When I was just seventeen A demon bestowed haunted hair on my being Now peaking from a lopsided fringe was all I was seeing Who knew...

What day is it, I need to know Not Darren, Robin or Doris that’s fo’ sho’ I don’t feel fair of face Manic or blue, a definite trace Oh, I...

Its that horrifying time of year The ghosts open up their house for visitors to fear Humans brave enough to stay the night Surviving...

The village of Ashton Upon Mercy is a quiet village. There are a couple of bookies for gullible locals to bet on the virtual finger...