Cinn
Banned Jerk
Twas the night after raid day, when all through the tower
Not a creature was stirring, in Tarhyl's bastion of power.
The Warden sat guarding his post with a stare,
In hopes that some prisoners soon would be there.
The tribesmen were nestled all snug in their wings,
While visions of firey-things danced in their dreams ;
And Cinn in his chestwraps, and monkly attire,
Had just zoned in, devious plans to conspire,
When out from the lava there arose such a clatter,
The Warden rushed to Ganh to see what was the matter.
Not a creature was stirring, in Tarhyl's bastion of power.
The Warden sat guarding his post with a stare,
In hopes that some prisoners soon would be there.
The tribesmen were nestled all snug in their wings,
While visions of firey-things danced in their dreams ;
And Cinn in his chestwraps, and monkly attire,
Had just zoned in, devious plans to conspire,
When out from the lava there arose such a clatter,
The Warden rushed to Ganh to see what was the matter.