The Kook-ee Snachur
A long time ago ther liv'd too bub'hosh orkz in a hut in the desurt. A fat wun and a skinee wun. The skinee wun wood kook kookeez that orkz frum milez arownd wood kom to tast. Her name wuz Hugnug.
The fat wun wood eet a kookee frum evur-ee bach to make suur they wer pur-fekt. His name wuz Dugnug.
Wun day the bake-urz made a bach uv bachiz that wer pur-fekt in evur-ee dee-tail. Hapee with ther work, they went to sleep urlee.
That nite a gree-dee kub sneek'd in to the bake-ur-ee. He went in to the bub'hosh pant-ree, and grinn'd.
He ate and ate and ate until AWL the kookeez wer gon. Hun'-dredz of them and even the bach of bachiz the bake-urz had kook'd that aftur-noon.
But the gree-dee ork ate too much! He had gottid fat frum awl the kookeez and nuw he kood nub moov!
He riggul'd and skwirm'd but nub mattur how hard he tri'd, he kood nub get anee klose-ur to the daw!
So he sat in the dark and waitit, kold and terree-fi'd.
Wen the bake-urz fowndid the fat gree-dee kub they wuz angree! Dugnug pikid him up and drag'd him in to the kichin. They kuttid off his hed so he kood see wut wuz happen-eeng to him. He wach'd as the bake-urz kook'd HIM in to a bach of bachiz in ther big ovens.
Wunz they wuz dun, they made his hed in to a flowur-pot.
Nub gree-dee kub evur stole frum them agin.
Moor-al: Nub steel or lat be turn'd into kookeez and flowur-potz.
*If Opal went into Ugroth's room she would spy a pile of paper on his crafting desk. They had strange runes all over them, and this is the only one written in plain orcish. Perhaps when he gets back Opal could ask him to translate the others?*