words by Lina, Nessa, Jesta, Em

Crashing waves and darkning skies
Bring warning of the hail of pies
On these seas, I bob and float
Like fishes in an empty moat

Silver moon shining bright
In the forests of the night…
To quote from Blake just is not good
Far better to quote from Robin Hood!

Maid Marian and Little John
Lived in our twin town, Bonn

Castles, museums are all too old
To be standing in the cold
The orange game worries me so
But why that is, I do not know…!

So leave aside these follies now
Wear a silmarill upon thy brow
A Tale this is of glory, I think
And we wrote it Nessa’s bright pink ink

an Epic Ballad of Epicness, with lyrics written in … that game where you write a line, pass the paper on, next person writes a rhyme to complete a couplet then a new line – fold over paper to only see that line – pass on to the next person etc…

from 2007!