User blog:Prard'ras'kleoni/The Taggerung(poem)

Nightshade The Taggerung, The Taggerung Sadly this song is sung, Death and Plunder, All and sunder, Above and under, Before the bell is rung!

General View Oh for Rillflag, Oh for Deyna, Oh for those who’ve died!

Filorn Deyna, oh my Deyna, For years at night I’ve cried! Deyna, Deyna, Might you have survived!

Mhera Brother, dear Brother, You can’t be found Though we’ve tried. That decided morn’ That fate came ‘round, Please come back homeward bound!

Sawney Rath Follow my son And you shall see That with me The battle is won!

The Taggerung, Yes! The Taggerung! With war the Juskarath Are done!

With rising of the sun, The Juska song was sung, Towards the dawn we marched, ‘till upon the river bank perched, The lone otter, child in paw. An arrow and he was ours! Off we went, to escape sent, Upon our task hellbent!

As time went on His skills increased, Through the years I raised him, I his father, he my son. But as time went on he began to see, He was not like me!

Restless he became, Skilled with the knife, But not in death The Taggerung ran, Ha! I laugh at the name! Taggerung! First my father, Now a weasel of the water! The title of Taggerung, Mine by right! Upon my soul, I swear it so! The Taggerung shall die!

Antigra The Taggerung, an otter! Preposterous! My son shall hold the title, The whining little wretch! Through him I’ll grow to power,