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The Choosers (A Bard's Tale)
A tale I heard not long ago,
I'll trade you for a meal.
Throw in a horn or two of mead
To sweeten up the deal.
What's this my friend? You need to hear
Before you'll strike your hand.
I have a tale you've never heard,
Set in a far north land..
Some time ago, while laying low
And waiting out a gale.
I met a Northman in his cups,
Besotted with strong ale.
He told of battles won and lost.
He showed his scars with pride.
Still choosers hadn't chosen him,
And for this cause he cried.
“The Valkyries, ” He said through tears, ...