Day: September 16, 2018

I picked a fight with the Quartermaster
He chopped off my limbs–that was a disaster
But the Cleric put the pieces back together
And still had time to enjoy the weather
So I looked for my pal Sal the Court Jester
Since humor’s a wound best left to fester
From the Cook I was to discover
My pal now works for the Prince of Manchester
Oh why am I the last to know?