The Most Exciting and Heroic Bardic Ballad Ever

Sit right there and I’ll tell a tale, a tale of ancient days
A tale of fire a tale of ice a tale of heroic ways
So I guess I should begin and stop all these delays
For this tale is one I know that cannot not amaze.
So sing will I of days gone by, please listen with a grin,
I’ll stop the ramble, end this preamble and at once begin.

Away and away over the briny deep our story sets its scene
In far-off lands of mountain brooks and rolling hills so green
Where magic reigns from sea to sea and all the lands between
A better time and better place than ours so dark and mean.
So sing will I of days gone by, please listen with a grin,
I’ll stop the ramble, end this preamble and at once begin.

The people there cannot compare with people anywhere
For these people I daresay have qualites too rare
These days, which is a shame, I do swear,
For if you met these people, why, yourself you would despair.
So sing will I of days gone by, please listen with a grin,
I’ll stop the ramble, end this preamble and at once begin.

The deeds they do, these people of this land I do describe,
Are so majestic and quite aerobatic they can hardly be ascribed
To humans. Indeed, if their deeds I was fully to transcribe
You would think, with just cause, that some spirits had I imbibed.
So sing will I of days gone by, please listen with a grin,
I’ll stop the ramble, end this preamble and at once begin.

So I now have fully set what the background twas
So onward to the central tale, lets depart with no more pause.
Except, I’m quite ashamed and sorry to say that I will not. Because
It’s you see, I cannot recall just what the story was!
No more will I sing of magical things; I’m sorry to disappoint
Next time, I swear that I will prepare and more quickly get to the point.

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