A number of sheets containing a bawdy tavern song appear in Barovia accompanied by a badly hummed tune and worse lyrical accompaniment.
-=Domenico: The Song of the Pale Snake=-
Bun Dom, have you heard it said there's a man who styles himself a death’s head, now I don't know about death but he does give head-s-up, as he presents his. Wile-y, is he as he practices his snaking making all the garda pisss… themselves, sliding on his belly through the muck and grime
Pale little snake is he
But to us he’s just a white willy, oh~ trouser snake why don’t you button your trousers and go home, oh trouser snake, snake of the trouser
GO HOME-!
Have you got no damn home of your own, we've fought you without fear this past year and we'll fight you for many more
We've grown tired of checking our pants
Oh snake of the trouser, trouser snake, Oh snake of the trouser, trouser snake
-=GO HOME!=-
The Confessor does Confess this is of most Importance.