Oh, once there was a region of the Midrealm,
Where chivalry had not thought to appear;
Where fighters fought for nothing more than honor,
Called Calontir!
Where seneschals are known to change allegiance
About as often as their underwear;
And Elves take over well-established baronies
In Calontir!
Calontir! Calontir!
The Middle wants to hold us fast!
But in Calontir! Calontir!
We know that it can't last!!
We've earned a reputation as a region
But we will need a new one now, we fear;
For one day soon we'll be
A Principality,
And then we'll swear allegiance to the Prince of Calontir!
(later version ends with:
For one day soon we'll be
A Kingdom strong and free
And then we'll swear allegiance to the King of Calontir!)