The Wacky Dothraki
By Boros the Bard
There once was a wacky Dothraki
Who served as the Khal's favored lackey
'Though wrong in the head
He was manic in bed
There was nev'r a man half as happy
Now a warning the Khal gave to he
For he'd heard of his virulency
"If my love you're to bed
"I'll chop off your head
"And throw what's left to the sea!"
Now the wacky Dothraki thought hard
On how to get past the Khal's guard
For the Khal's pretty wife
Was the light of his life
But he knew he would surely be barred
So the wacky Dothraki surmised
For his plan he'd have need of disguise
He'd put on his furs
'Til she removed hers
And she would get quite the surprise
Now one day it came to pass
The Khaleesi had need of an ass
When she opened the stable
She found one quite able
To do more than just ride and eat grass
The Dothraki removing his guise
Quickly grabbed the Khal's wife by her thighs
"Put a bit in my mouth
"And ride me down south
"I'm sure you'll get used to the size!"
She warned that he'd soon be deceased
"But my husband's away at a feast
"And my vision is blurry
"And your body so furry
"I almost could think you're a beast!"
Now the wacky Dothraki was coarse
But even he felt some remorse
'Til told by a stranger
His life weren't in danger
The Khal's favored love was his horse!