[Darksheare]

'King of Drek and Drivel' alert!
Chant with me: "King of Drek! King of Drek!"
And now for the King of Drek!

A discourse on time?

Our lives are not our own
on borrowed time we burn our flames
and play our games
like a restless wanderer under the moon
or a dog without a bone
our time here is only on loan
when we wake we see the day
we wake to a world not our own
journey starts and journey ends
never to begin again
never to be lived again
over in a brief blink of time
It takes all our lives as a seeming eternity
and is over all too quickly
a commodity easily squandered
priceless and impossible to hoard
well spent with friends and good company
thus so the nature of our time

[Soaring Feather]

Our lives are not our own
we borrowed them from the gnome
who did not have a happy home
so he loaned us his on borrowed time
and set forth to spell us into rhyme
in little fields of thyme and lime
and little dances in daisy fields
sublime, darting trolls covered in slime
in culverts and hidden wells, and swimming
through the Coral Bells,
Snaking, snakes, with tiny rakes
flinging soggy corn flakes,
and angel cakes....
Such a story teller he
people are sure to laugh at me