No Shirt There I Was

Maedhbh ní Manainn

A member of Wedco, called Peter by name,
Travelled to Northshield to put them to shame,
But the shame it was his, when he got there and found,
That his mail shirt for armor was nowhere around

With home far away, nothing at all could be done,
All his fun over before it'd begun,
Then a general of Northshield of great service and skill,
Said all guests in my kingdom will fight their full fill

Let me examine my armor if there's some I can spare,
And deep in her bag, yes, some extra was there,
And so a chain shirt she gave him, he took to the field,
And then grateful and happy, he made them all yield

So, no shirt there he was, much to his dismay,
If he can't find one, he won't get to play
But someone's kindness just might save the day
Thank god for the grace of our good SCA

Moira, the general, at Pennsic ready to fight,
She went up the woods to show off all her might,
But when she got up there and saw what she'd brought,
She realized a shirt was the thing she'd forgot

Up on a tall hill, warpoint about to begin,
It seemed that alas there was no way she could win
Then an honorable fighter said I have what you lack,
He pulled off his armor, took his shirt off his back.

He said my armor will cover, this shirt I don't need
I'd much rather you get to fight and to lead
Handing it to her said, do our kingdoms both proud,
Thus she went out and fought and commanded the crowd

So, no shirt there she was, much to her dismay,
If she can't find one, she won't get to play
But someone's kindness just might save the day
Thank god for the grace of our good SCA

On a bright morning clear, out to fight for my rose,
Not knowing yet the issue with my clothes.
I thought it armor reduced, thus my sleeves they were short,
Then they told me the rules were Atlantian sort

The matches were starting, my arms they were bare,
I was running for camp, with my heart filled with terror.
Then out of the blue did a duchess appear,
I can give you a shirt, said she soothing my fear

Well, she ran back to her camp just as quick as a whip,
And when she gave me the shirt just as quick did I strip,
And thus did I honor two ladies that morn,
My rose and the duchess whose shirt I had worn

So, no shirt there I was much to my dismay,
If I can't find one, I won't get to play
but someone's kindness just might save the day
Thank god for the grace of our good SCA

Yes, remember your kindness might save someone's day
And thank God for grace of our good SCA

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