Kobold's Tale

Lord Balantine

Among the folk of kobold kind
A shepherd lived who tended gaks
So cross-eyed was he, he was blind
He poked his spear to feel their backs

The gaks would kick and stir up dust
Run fro and to, both west and east
The shepherd, he would feint and thrust
Pretend to kill a fearsome beast

One day a puma stalked the flock
Among the gaks it crouched and creeped
About to pounce, slipped on a rock
Upon the shepherd's spear it leaped

Pierced through the heart the spear did go
Into the dust the puma fell
Still as the night lay vanquished foe
In no more fields would puma dwell

Back home the tale our hero told
The battle growing in his mind
Soon he defended the whole gak fold
His courage worshiped by kobold kind

Although the tale that's told is tall
The moral learned is old and true
That even shepherds blind and small
One day the goddess will give their due