“Attend
Over the gannets bath
The band of Beowulf
To The Leaping children of the Stars
The riders of Bifrost.

With them road the Gods of the North,
Fate lay heavy upon the Spawn of the Firmament,
Luck was with the Children of Herot

Beowulf the wise
Beowulf the Crafty
Again his Dragon had secreted
Awaiting the moment to pounce.

Grendel descended like a wolf
Upon Zachara did he fall
Unsated he then came upon Majewski
The Kroxigor was laid upon the dirt
only the magic of Bones McCoy prevailed
To return him to the field.
Harald, first of the liegemen of Beowulf,
The only man to score.

The ball was then,
To the sons of the stars assigned.
Fate once more intervened
To disrupt the plan.
The break was made
A score assured
But then the Dragon
Stirred itself and blasted a path
The Ball was loose.
Both teams then
Attempted to secure
But fate was against them.
It was like unto
A peasant most simple
Attempting sexual relations
upon a doorknob.
Ineptitude most amusing
ensured victory to the men of the North.


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