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The Waifling PrinceShe saved from the dyke,Elf wife, Grower found;The half drowned waif,to the Elf Lords bound.Took in the Star hero,Delver he now names;Fostered the Bow god,foundling of the flood plains.To the High One they oathed,bordered the hinterlands lost;Ever watchfull wardens,'gainst the comming of frost.Fooled work by Slyest,Goat lamers blunder;Two sons ransomed,joined the great host of Thunder.Nine summers raiding,far North and East;Across the deep sea,ventures to boast at feast.Fastest hero of men,tricked by Outland Lord;The Prince took honour,Slew the giantess of the ford.Routed the Crooked swords,warred the wolf wives;Felled he the clay giant,Bane of the twisted knives.Prolific progenitor,great navigator, discoveror;The trolls fear and Firebearer,the comming of the Liberator.Now brave men toast,and the fair maid sings;O' the waifling Lord,The hero of the Netherlings.
© Neal Grout