It was afternoon in Mhaldor
I was not lingering outdoor
All of sudden the General came
And he was not here for a game

In the Village, they all fear him
Even in paraffin oil he can swim
You'd know he's so intense this dude
That when he sneezes we are all screwed

This guy is really not to blame
I swear it on my Mother's name
You need to call a room designer
When he decides to remove his boxer

Always relaxed, he's not a fool
Even as hot as a lava pool
His handkerchief is never glued
'Cause when he sneezes we are all screwed

His eyes are as cold as snow
He is as sharp as crossbow
Consider it well when you invite
Or you won't understand the night

His teeth can even scare food
Maybe it is for your own good
And it is normal that you freak out
'Cause when he sneezes we are all screwed

Penned by my hand on the 18th of Valnuary, in the year 662 AF.