The Bowser BalladThere dwells a fiersome KoopaIn castle dark and dank.His hide as tough as iron nails;His body built like tank.He lives with but one purpose;That's to rule the Mushroom LandAnd overcome those plumbersTo have Kingdom under hand.Now out from his toothy mouthComes forth a burst of flame!Bellowed from him horrid roar-The King, he spoke his name."Bowser, I am! Crafty king!Cunning moreso thanThose plumbers dressed in red and green.They'll NEVER foil my plans!"And off he sent his children,The seven Koopa kids.Over seven lands they scatteredFor those plumbers they're to rid.And one by one the children failedTo hold those brothers back.Now it won't be much longer'til the two get sweet payback.Up the castle steps they went,They took them two by two,To prevail over the Koopa king,Those brothers, friends true blue."Bowser, I am! Crafty king!Never will they win!So smart am I, so fiendish, too!"And cue that toothy grin.A fiersome, violent battle!