When all is said and done
I'm a bloody bad poet
And I'm writing this regardless
Just so you know it

I've been wanting to say this
For oh so long
Never thought I'd write it
In a bloody song

Of all the gems I ever saw
Your twinkle stayed with me the most
Once I seen it once, I wanted more
And now Gerolith help me, its lain out in this post

I love you, nothing more to it
And try as I might I just can't feel any other way
Sick of getting frustrated and jealous and chomping the bit
Without you knowing why, and so I say

You've captured my heart, my sweet friend
And though nobody wants me because I'm so short
You made me feel loved, but enough, this is nearly the end
So its time for you to read and report.

- Sir Vahl Goriksson, 'The Bear'




Penned by my hand on the 17th of Letum, in the year 465 AD.