We're merry men of Skyrim
So sturdy and so stout
When the day is done
When it's time for fun
We'll smoke and sing and shout!
You weak livered beer drinkers
Can let your throats run dry
Cause there's just one smoke
made for us folk
Until the day we croak
Smoking pot in the halls of...
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