Two points north of dawn,
Find stone and shade and drink,
Follow where no water runs,
March on though two moons and suns,
My sing you'll see, I think.
Discover then a streamwolf's ford,
Tug thrice upon the royal cord,
Then my honour guard will bring,
Loyal subjects to there King!
Come mother, fater, Daughter son,
My challenge stands to anybeast!
I'll take on all, or just the one,
Whether at the fight or feast!
Aye, try to beat me and defeat me an' defeat me,
Set 'em up, I'll knock 'em down!
Just try to outbrag me, you'll see,
King Bucko Bigbones wears the crown!