November 23, 2013
Bardic Madness XV:  Fyt the Third, "Juliane's Fishpond"
Goal:  Create a song or poem ending with the line obtained from the "fishpond" (marked with italics, below).
Poem by Lord Maraha Kahanikar (with no apologies for inflicting this upon the populace)
Voices dance upon the waves to the beat of drum and oar.
Sisters arise; we shall entertain!  Guests soon will be coming ashore.
Our paean of love rolls over the sea,
enticing men to our glad company.
The crew is deaf!  The captain bound!
No guests have followed our wondrous sound.
Naught for the fish, today, I fear;
Save our song—with a bitter sauce of a siren's tear.