CR - woad

[Matthew Kies]

greetings all goodly gentles---

i recently recieved a piece of poetry from a non-scadian friend, and 
thought it might be of interest... especially to the bards...

Ode to Woad

"What’s the use of incantations,
Needing strange gesticulations,
Eyeballs of obscure crustaceans,
And toe nails of a toad?

What’s the use of years of training, 
spells that don’t work when it’s raining, 
or because the moon is waning? 
Better far is Woad!

Woad’s the stuff we paint on
Woad that’s blue and bright now,
Run it through your toes and hair now,
And don’t forget to woad the sow!

Ancient mages through the ages,
Were very prone to violent rages,
Due to pouring over pages,
Filled with ink that glowed.

Oftentimes a poor old biddy, 
Found on her familar kitty ,
Ticks and fleas, which (more’s the pity) 
Moved into her rugs.

Shamans using dung from cattle 
With small insects must do battle. 
We have woad to serve us that’ll 
Not be fraught with bugs.

Shaman, save your tonic; 
Witch, your pets bubonic. 
We’ve the means, to win our wars, 
We’ve got the woad in our pores! 

When your stained with woad that’s made with 
Piss and dye, I will tell you this, 
You won’t need a wizard’s aid with 
killing those that try and mess with,

Those that gots their woad on!"


hope you enjoyed,
Theo Dallas (when i am feeling scottish)
Mizuiro Michimoto (his japanese counterpart)
Matthew D.J. Kies (mundanely)

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