Good day to you, terrans. I continue to record my adventures on your internet. Enjoy. -P
When we arrived
We came inside,
And he made us a meal.
Reluctantly,
I heard his peace.
He offered me the deal
And asked of me:
“Are we agreed?”
And stood to shake my hand.
He stood just as
My ol' friend had
As dreamt out on the sand!
Reflexively,
I clasped. “Agreed!”
And that’s how it began.
I trudged ahead
Til, exhausted,
I slept without a fight.
My afternoons
And evenings too
Were spent in a new life
And learning more
Of distant shores,
Close islands, other tribes.
Twas hunts and talks
And chores and walks
There was so much to do.
But now and then
I dined with friends
At Small Bow’s with the crew.
There, appetites
For food, play fights,
And song would get their fill.
And after that
We’d all relax
With pipe and talk to chill.
And once the Sprout
Did win a bout,
Distracting Stomping Bird!
(When nearly beat,
He tickled feet.
For miles our laughs were heard.)
Yes, everyone
Had lots of fun
Diverted from their cares.
When things calmed down,
I grew a frown.
My thoughts took me elsewhere…