Ríoghnach Locha Eachach |
(To the tune of "The Witches of Dyers' Point" by Belle de la Tour)
Oh, have you heard the bards, the bards The bards a'wandering 'round? Oh, have you heard their cries, Painful to the ears? And have you seen their garb? Your eyes fill with tears. Their sad songs are depressing; The happy ones too Their jokes are always cheap And their puns are crude Oh, have you heard the bards, the bards The bards a'wandering 'round? They're cocky and they're loud And they love to drink And once they start, they don't stop Not even to think They sing and speak in rhymes That always slant They invite themselves around Ready to bant...er Oh, but have you heard their tales, their tales The tales that speak to your heart? Ballads and sonnets and shanties And rounds and haiku With words that spring into forms Designed just for you Worry not my goodly gentles, For a bard is a gift Even though sometimes a bad filk Is all that you get |
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