Jabraxitar! Jabraxitar!

Jabraxitar! Jabraxitar! A hero to all near and far!
A golden glowing guard against the evil and the rude!
Jabraxitar! Jabraxitar! His honor's like an iron bar!
The shining of his teeth is like a beacon--what a dude!

I had a friend from far away once tell to me a shocking tale
His hamlet was completely filled with bravos and with toughs
Their headman was a greasy foe, he burnt their fields and drank their ale
And when the local guardsmen showed, he gave it to 'em rough.

Aaaaaand the bravest of men--they all knew, they could ken--that this bandit was their doom!
AAAAAAND they wailed and they cried as their livestock were fried and the town looked more a tomb!

But enter now JABRAXITAR, our moral, martial, polar star
Whose flashing fists and feet are like an orc and panther screwed
Yet greater than his fistic grace, our hero's charismatic pace
Left greasy bandit king and crew all cowed and bowed and soothed!

The brigands have long left that town, the goslings there grow softest down
And every newborn child's name now somewhere sprouts a "J"
JABRAXITAR still walks our roads, his cup upturned and o'erflowed
And splashing in his passing froths an eruditic spray.

Aaaaaaand the cleft in his chin and an infectious grin were the secret special sauce!
AAAAAAAAAND in turns he defied their suspicion and pride to avert all further loss!

Jabraxitar! Jabraxitar! A hero to all near and far!
His wallet's always flapping due to orphans that he's saved!
Jabraxitar! Jabraxitar! A living legend insofar
As every mother's lad and lass should tread the way he's paved!