by P.M. Pennington
Deep in the Left-Hand Kingdom
Courageous and swift was his steed
The fearless, mighty panther Bork-Bork
Carried Lord Feebleritz in his hour of need.
"Ride Onward! Ride Onward!" Lord Feebleritz cried
And a mighty bellow he gave!
As far across the Country of Chest
The Knuckle-Lord rode so brave.
The journey was long, mighty Bork-Bork did tire.
But did he stop? Oh no!
For the Left-Hand Kingdom they left behind
In rebellion, it was – but lo!
Ahead just there! Is it the mighty Right?
But how could it possibly be?
Lord Feebleritz saw he could offer no help
The Right was seized by a cruel enemy!
Lord Feebleritz sighed, the blow struck deep
As the beautiful Siege-Maiden crooned.
She captured the Right, trapped all the brave Lords.
From Knuckles to Shoulder in ruins!
"Oh woe to the Right," Lord Feebleritz cried,
"The rebellion I must quell all alone!
So turning his faithful panther Bork-Bork
He set off, defeat in his tone.
But as he traversed the Broad Chestland
Courage and Strength he regained.
"The Siege-Maiden perhaps did conquer the Right.
Could the Left-Hand Kingdom be tamed?"
"Yes mighty Bork-Bork! Onward we fight!
To save the Left Kingdom! Lo, Left Shoulder in sight!"
He traversed to Left Arm and down the Vein,
Came Knuckle-Lord Feebleritz to re-establish his claim.
With a grunt to the left and a growl to the right,
Quelling the rebellion was now in his sight.
And later we know the Left-Hand Kingdom did mend.
The moral my children? Endure to the end.
© 1991 P.M. Pennington
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The Legend of Lord Feebleritz
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