Post by dragonsteve on Jan 4, 2008 23:06:59 GMT -5
A short version of the House the K'eak built:
Old Mimir the Wise on her Unicorn,
Catches the thingyerel that crows in the morn,
That wakes the Poet all tattered and torn,
Who praises the Maiden from marriage forsworn,
Who milks the Cow with the rosy horn,
That tosses the Dog of the Treble Norn,
That worries the Ram all shaven and shorn,
That butts at the Peathingy so proudly adorned,
That eats of the Tree with the flowering thorn,
That shades Blue Aindreu's Barleycorn,
That clogs the Smith's old Grinding-quern, [or, That buries the Anvil all forlorn,]
That props up K'eak's house in Capricorn.
Old Mimir the Wise on her Unicorn,
Catches the thingyerel that crows in the morn,
That wakes the Poet all tattered and torn,
Who praises the Maiden from marriage forsworn,
Who milks the Cow with the rosy horn,
That tosses the Dog of the Treble Norn,
That worries the Ram all shaven and shorn,
That butts at the Peathingy so proudly adorned,
That eats of the Tree with the flowering thorn,
That shades Blue Aindreu's Barleycorn,
That clogs the Smith's old Grinding-quern, [or, That buries the Anvil all forlorn,]
That props up K'eak's house in Capricorn.
