Tuesday, July 08, 2008

Brobdingnagian Musings

Once upon a time, a group of bards mused about the answer to an old question:

A dragon has come to our village today.
We've asked him to leave, but he won't go away.
Now he's talked to our king and they worked out a deal.
No homes will he burn and no crops will he steal.

Now there is but one catch, we dislike it a bunch.
Twice a year he invites him a virgin to lunch.
Well, we've no other choice, so the deal we'll respect.
But we can't help but wonder and pause to reflect.

Do virgins taste better than those who are not?
Are they salty, or sweeter, more juicy or what?
Do you savor them slowly? Gulp them down on the spot?
Do virgins taste better than those who are not?

Now we'd like to be shed you, and many have tried.
But no one can get through your thick scaly hide.
We hope that some day, some brave knight will come by.
'Cause we can't wait around 'til you're too fat to fly.

Now you have such good taste in your women for sure,
They always are pretty, they always are pure.
But your notion of dining, it makes us all flinch,
For your favorite entree is barbecued wench.

Now we've found a solution, it works out so neat,
If you insist on nothing but virgins to eat.
No more will our number ever grow small,
We'll simply make sure there's no virgins at all!

It's fun to read, but better to listen...


Blogger Miri said...

hee hee. where did you find this? who is it?

July 09, 2008 6:54 AM  
Blogger e-kvetcher said...

the link to the band is in the first sentence of my post.

July 09, 2008 4:29 PM  
Blogger Yosef said...

fabulous; thanks for sharing!

July 09, 2008 9:36 PM  

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