An Adventure Most Bizarre

Ready for breakout

We’ve no room for doubt

The guards shoot and shout

Ghosts slip away in the night

Hermits march ahead

Bounties on our heads

The magician read

The Tarots and we’ll be alright

Roaming the countryside

We’ve got a man to find

To settle a family score

Follow the arrow marks,

Bloodstains, and snide remarks

We’re rocking his world to the core

So make up and break up

and shut up and get in the car

For an adventure most bizarre

-Gaston, about 4 days fashionably late