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Young folks, old folks, every man in each Come see the Atenveldter landed on the beach He's not wearing any clothes and covered all with hair And worse than that, he isn't wearing any underwear Once upon a time in a kingdom far away A ship was wrecked in Calafia's bay It sank right down, men and mast and sail And only the ship's monkey lived to tell the tale The monkey came ashore and wandered all around Wandered through the valleys, wandered through the town Then he came to a revel hall, more dead than alive The Caidens thought an invasion had arrived Young folks, old folks, every man in each Come see the Atenveldter landed on the beach He's not wearing any clothes and covered all with hair And worse than that, he isn't wearing any underwear The crowd screamed and scrambled, caught by surprise Climbing the curtains, putting pillows o'er their eyes Cried a willowy laurel with a cry that was heartfelt "He's big and strong and hairy; he must be from Atenveldt!" He's not wearing any clothes; whatever can it mean? It's the rudest thing that I have ever seen A duchess said to the kingdom castellan "You can tell he's not Caiden or Elizabethian" Young folks, old folks, every man in each Come see the Atenveldter landed on the beach He's not wearing any clothes and covered all with hair And worse than that, he isn't wearing any underwear The whole crowd was terrified, petrified with fear That the Atenveldt invasion finally was here "God help the kingdom, save us from this fate "Run away and hide yourself before it is too late" The monkey saw the revel feast and jumped for the food With no table manners, he was really rather rude The crowd gasped with horror at the awful sight "He eats with both hands; he's an Atenveldter knight!" Young folks, old folks, every man in each Come see the Atenveldter landed on the beach He's not wearing any clothes and covered all with hair And worse than that, he isn't wearing any underwear The monkey ambled round all tired, stiff, and sore All the Caidens scrambled for the door The politics got heavy and the rumors spread around The Atenveldter's gonna be a-fighting for the crown But then the revel hall got quiet as could be When up cried the seneschal, "Can't you plainly see? "Hide your wives and daughters and prepare for fire and sword "It's not an Atenveldter, it's a member of the Horde!" Young folks, old folks, every man in each Come see the Atenveldter landed on the beach He's not wearing any clothes and covered all with hair And worse than that, he isn't wearing any underwear