Jul 07, 2005 11:27
The Northern Psalm
The North is my Army; it brings me joy
It inspires me to deeds of greatness
It teases me when I am stupid
It restoreth the fun.
It leadeth me down the path of mean but funny for its own sake
Yea though I wade through the tides of bardic suck
I’ll tolerate no stupid; I am Northern
Its wordfame and rattan comfort me
It layeth down the smack upon mine enemies providing skald fodder.
It singeth to me to make me smile; It bringeth me home.
Surely stories and songs will be heard all the days of my life
And I will dwell in the Northern Army forever.
Baroness Selena D’Ambra July 2005. AS XL
thank you to Master Feral for reminding me to ignore the stupid, the 11th line is all for him.
for those of you concerned, yes, I do have seat reserved on the charter bus to hell.
I saw a lovely bumper sticker the other day though "It's your hell, you burn in it."
heh.
pennsic,
poetry