THLord Sven Orfhendur - Fighter Poem - ballad

THLord Sven Orfhendur
fallen in Spring Crown Tourney, A.S. XXXI

(ballad)

Good Sven Orfhendur came to town
The sloth hangs low in the shade-o
With one eye on a royal crown
A'dangling his orfend blade-o

He challenged Sir Charles of Dublin
The sloth hangs low in the shade-o
Sven gave the bard quite a drubbin'
A'dangling his orfend blade-o

Emboldened, Sven faced Mighty Joe
The sloth hangs low in the shade-o
Alas for Sven, he was too slow
A'dangling his orfend blade-o

Undaunted, Sven charged Lord Philippe
The sloth hangs low in the shade-o
The outcome caused fair Gwen to weep
A'dangling his orfend blade-o

The tourney day was fought with zest
The sloth hangs low in the shade-o
And Sven can do what he does best
A'dangling his orfend blade-o

-- Pippin Skylark

...always tart and crisp