One of the presents I received for my birthday last year, was a very creative, satirical poem from White Lady In The Hood, a lovely blogger who is, hopefully temporarily, no longer on the scene.
I’m not sure who or how many got to read it, so I am publishing it this year as a separate post. Here’s her glimpse of who Archon is. What do you think of it?
Tale of the Great Northern Knight
He loosened his pants and girded his loins
for battle he did prepare
He grabbed up his sword and mounted his horse
to defend his queen so fair
Whilst traveling through the land of Kitchener
he gave no heed to danger
For he had the gift of words and prose
and never met a stranger
His fated path crossed Ranty Knight
to which he doth did hail
Archon rambled on and on
(and on )
a great and many tale
Though humble and honest the Knight did speak
twas the day of his creation
Ranty cried out, “Awesomesauce Man!”
tis cause for a great celebration
Pillage these wenches – steal all the bacon
‘tap us a fine keg of ale
I’m of the order of a Free Thinking man
(which means, “Bet your ass we will”)
So feasts were brought forth, a rare coin for a gift
ensuing tales about bravery
Archon was happy on this mighty fine day and
ate a big bowl of taters n gravy
(with cheese curds on top)
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Beautiful
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Thank you. 🙂
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Love it … and a tribute to you … and you posting it is a tribute to her. Yep … I miss her too, and hope she is well. Meanwhile, cheers to the free thinking bacon lover!
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Thanks Frank! Done in her down-home style, it was still well assembled, and showed the attention she had paid to all my vague chattering. I too hope she is well – and eventually returns.
If the anesthetic allows it, after my medical (mis)adventure later today, I freely think I’m going to treat myself to a bacon cheeseburger. 😆
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A bacon cheeseburger is quite the celebratory treat!
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🙂
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This is a wonderful tribute she gave you and you gave her by remembering. I hope she is well and I miss her tons. Does she let you know that she is ok?
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It was the least I could do, to showcase her talent.
Just before she went dark, she mentioned home and new-job stress, but insisted that she was coping. Just didn’t have the time or energy to give to blogging. I haven’t heard anything, not even a like, since. 😦
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