Cucumbered | Song | New World Aeternum

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Be sure to blast this song next to someone doing the shameful cucumber walk.

Valhalla server. Thanks to all my frens for coming out for the video! And thanks company chat for playing along.

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LYRICS
Gather ‘round, ye travelers here,
For a tale of too much loot and gear,
Not of heroes, or blades, or of fame—
But of bags so full and a walk of shame.

I left the town at break of day,
For trees to chop, and wolves to slay.
But now I drag my boots through muck...
Cucumbered deep, and fresh outta luck.

Now I’m cucumbered!
Cucumbered!
Oh I'm Cucumbered!
Cucumbered!

I’m in a pickle, can’t move a limb,
Burdened by bags filled to the brim.
How I wish I had more gear sets.
Instead of pounds and pounds of regrets!

Ooooh, fast travel’s grayed out, the shrine won’t respond,
The nearest town’s two miles beyond!
I chug a potion, but it don’t do jack—
Stuck in the wild with loot in my sack!

Now I’m cucumbered!
Cucumbered!
Oh I'm Cucumbered!
Cucumbered!

So heed this tale of burdened lore,
Of one who grew too greedy for ore.
From Everfall hills to Monarch's bluff,
He learned—too late—enough’s enough.

No storage shed, no friend in chat,
Could save him from the useless mats.
So drop that flint, let go that hide.
Or risk the shameful cucumber stride.