[Verse 1] In the forest deep and wild, The warband marched, terrain beguiled. A grunt, a squeal, then chaos roared— Ambushed by boars, the glade was floored. But Robbie stood, his eyes aglow, “Well well,” he grinned, “that’s bacon to-go [Chorus] Thuddenly Robbie, spatula raised, Piggies flew, the warband gazed. Porkchop pirouettes, ham hock swings, He seasoned strikes with savory zings. “This little piggy got sautéed,” he cried, As bacon dreams were battle-fried. [Verse 2] He flipped a skillet mid-attack, A boar went down with a crunchy crack. “Marinate that one,” he said with flair, As herbs flew wildly through the air. The warband ducked, the pigs did flee— Robbie’s kitchen claimed victory. [Bridge] He never trained with sword or spear, But fed the crew and quelled their fear. His apron bore the marks of war, Grease and glory, boar by boar. [Final Chorus] Thuddenly Robbie, cook and knight, Turned ambush into feast and fight. The forest echoed with sizzling cheer— “Dinner’s served, and danger’s clear.”
