The Jackdaw's Ring
Jackdaw's love cabbage, Jackdaw's love peas;
Jackdaw's love apples and maybe some cheese;
Jackdaw's tell stories when they flock in the trees;
Where they'll taunt you and mock you and squawk when they please;
Jackdaw's love sapphires, diamonds and strings;
Old glasses, coins, buttons and things;
Yet one treasure of treasures a magical ring;
They gave as a tribute to their Jackdaw King.
The Moon and Seven Stars
Once upon a time beneath the Moon and Seven Stars;
A Swan and Seven Cignets swam upon a mirror Lake;
An Elfish Women came from the hills and music she would make;
To the Stars she played upon her Harp beside the lovely Pond;
And when at last she'd played enough she left before the dawn;
Daylight fades again the Swan's that swam upon the Lake;
Could hear again the tales the ancient Harp would make.
The Lindorm's Cup
Down the steep winding tunnel, the darkness filled with fumes;
Chimney reeks of brimstone, and fire of earth their elements enclose;
To empty out upon a great cavernous room filled with the hoard of a Lindorm;
Sleeping there upon a glittering bed of treasure a great armored splendor;
The treasure cursed, so sang the Skalds, was unknown to some of bolder mood;
The young Warrior said, I'll have that Cup, with filigree work so fine;
So he stole it home to look, more close and have with heart felt toast;
A cup of blood red Mead, and celebrate his luck, yet when the Cup approached his lips;
Then from within the a claw appeared, and grasped the youth about his head;
And while he screamed it pulled him in, through the Cups golden gleaming red lipped mouth;
Till of the young man t'wernt nothing left as it toppled to the ground;
His blood flung out it struck the floor, to ring from wall to wall.