[momfreeek]

My good bard Eric wrote a nice poem. I think it could have more unicorns in it, but he assures me there were none in sight of the battlefield.

**************

Many, many, many were the hordes.
Many, many, many, many. Lots and lots and lots and lots,
and lots. A darkness to bloath us all and drowb us in the ablast for everlast.
The trees fled fail and stood, the squirrels hope eskated, frozen in terror, defated.

But...

but.. as i uncover my eyes, for surely in Lucy's arms in heaven.. I see lizards!
How could this gaghast odour bumfoul Her Beautifulness's sweet embrace?
A twisted form rising from flame and steaching bog!
Those gangulflexy legs and rockly pustulus.. it could only be.. Spottygoose!

The lizardly stench seems not so gagchurgling, today it plays a merry tune on my snout!

**************

Lucy, Goddess of the Lake.