In a humble village,
amidst rolling hills,
Lived a witty peasant,
Brin, with a heart that thrills.
With mischief in his eyes
and a clever mind,
He set out on a quest,
a tale to unwind.
Oh, Brin the clever,
a hero unknown,
He danced with danger,
his wit brightly shone.
He fooled the Basilisk,
a fearsome beast,
With his quick thinking,
he was never ceased.
The Basilisk,
a creature of dread,
Turned all to stone
with a gaze so dread.
Its deadly eyes held
a venomous spell,
But Brin had a plan,
a story to tell.
Oh, Brin the clever,
a hero unknown,
He danced with danger,
his wit brightly shone.
He fooled the Basilisk,
a fearsome beast,
With his quick thinking,
he was never ceased.
He approached the beast
with a confident air,
Told tales of treasures
beyond compare.
With each word he spun,
a spell he wove,
Enchanting the Basilisk
with stories he drove.
Oh, Brin the clever,
a hero unknown,
He danced with danger,
his wit brightly shone.
He fooled the Basilisk,
a fearsome beast,
With his quick thinking,
he was never ceased.
The Basilisk, enthralled
by his tales so grand,
Forgot its power,
lost control of its command.
Brin seized the moment,
he dashed away,
Leaving the creature bewildered
and at bay.
Oh, Brin the clever,
a hero unknown,
He danced with danger,
his wit brightly shone.
He fooled the Basilisk,
a fearsome beast,
With his quick thinking,
he was never ceased.
Word of Brin’s triumph
spread far and wide,
A witty peasant
who turned the tides.
In songs and legends,
his name was told,
A hero among peasants,
brave and bold.
Oh, Brin the clever,
a hero unknown,
He danced with danger,
his wit brightly shone.
He fooled the Basilisk,
a fearsome beast,
With his quick thinking,
he was never ceased.
So, let us raise a glass
to Brin’s might,
The clever peasant
who won the fight.
His story inspires,
forever it will be,
A testament to wit
and ingenuity.