"Oh Grand Game Master's Day!"
(By Sir Gorkle Grizzlegold, Esq., Noble Goblin Extraordinaire)\

Verse 1:
Oh, hail to thee, our mighty lord,
Who writes the rules and wields the sword!
With dice in hand and maps unfurled,
You shape and shake our goblin world!

Chorus:
Happy birthday, GM great!
May your dice rolls seal our fate!
Crits for us and fumbles few—
Or at least for us, not you!

Verse 2:
We promise we shall play with grace,
(And keep things mostly in their place...)
We shan't devour all the gold,
(Unless it's wrapped, and chocolate cold.)

Chorus:
Happy birthday, GM wise!
Let us feast and eat some pies!
Just ignore what's in your stew—
It's mostly meat and not taboo!

Bridge (Noble Goblin Panache):
We raise a toast with goblin cheer,
A drink that's probably sincere!
May your reign behind the screen
Be grand and fair... and mostly clean!

Final Chorus:
Happy birthday, ruler grand!
We obey your wise command!
But if we roll a natty one,
You must admit—it’s still quite fun!

(Gorkle bows with a flourish, then immediately swipes the birthday cake and disappears under a table)