The Bard

Hear, Thee!

Hear, Thee!

Come one, come all!

Sit downith betwixt thy neighbors.

Listen now intently.

With eyes closed and ears wide open.

To thy stories of ancient old.

To the tale of brave Ulysses.

On his weary travels home.

Or, to the fable of Achilles.

The fall of mighty Troy.

So, cometh!

All is welcome.

To hear the stories.

Of past glories.

As I pluck away contently.

On my tortoise shell lyre.

Oh, praise thee gods of Mount Olympus!

For helping us overcome impossible tasks.

We thank you.

Beginning now we must with a prayer.

To that of almighty Apollo and the muses.


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