A new Traveler's Tale continues the saga... - poetheart 09/29/02
Lean, 'e was; Aye, rapier thin-
Sun-baked, an' aged a bit.
An' at 'is side, 'e bore a blade,
'e 'ad a soljers kit."Rum! p'raps a bit o' beef-
Is 'at a stew I smell?
Ah, serve it up, an' as I eat,
I'll spin me tales o' hell!"Ye ken the gotterdammerung?
Yon Norsemen speak of oft?
Their thoughts o' wha' is 'ard, me lad-
I find them passin' soft.I marched wi' Ceasar's Legionaires-
Through forest, marsh, an' sand:
Where 'e'er Rome's eagles led the way,
'Twas there I lent an 'and.A soljer, aye, and more I guess.
Adventurer? Why, yes!
An' wild as any 'are o' March!
I mought as well confess.The 'our is late, 'tis rest I need!
I'll rise when dawn is pale.
To walk another lonely mile-
So goes the Traveler's Tale.
by John R. Yaws