Month after month
Year after year
Just how long
Had it been here?
It was a legend
It was old
It stayed in the fridge
So it was cold
But now it's gone
Where did it go?
Out of the Dungeon
To where nobody knows
So now we await its return
And chant late at night
NO MORE BLACKNESS IN THE DUNGEON
Note: This song is not racist, we are not racist. It is a song about blackberry juice. A couple years ago when I started going to Nate's Dungeon, I looked in the basement fridge and there were a few gallons of nasty old homeade blackberry juice. It stayed in there for a long time longer up until our 2nd practice I noticed the fridge door was ajar. I opened it up and it was empty. The blackberry juice was gone...
