Sunday, December 5, 2010

"At the crack of dawn, my Baron bends..."

aka I Bask in the Sunlight of my Baron’s Behind
Colyne Stewart, May AS 38 (2003)

At the crack of dawn
    my Baron bends.
A shaft of light
    there then descends.
A morning moon,
    a gentle wind;
My Baron bent
    in beardy grin.

No barony is as bless'd as mine,
From whom's Baron's arse the sun does shine.

(The author places partial blame for this on the Lady Thorfinna gra'feldr and Countess Marion FitzWilliam for coming up with certain analogies whilst within earshot.)

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