Five thousand pikemen wait by the trap door
Seven hundred archers
Thirty thousand hoplites
Fifty thousand legionnaires
Twenty-five thousand janissaries
Fifteen hundred knights
Five hundred grenadiers
And the rest
They follow Genoeg the Brave
Who never lost a battle
Twelve feet tall with pants the size of a tree trunk
Hands the size of dinner plates
Carrying a sharp two-handed sword
He wants to kill goblins
But his real master is hate in the form of
Wainroth the Evil
Pale skin, shriveled, mean
He will kill goblins