Bardic Arts

Pennsic Poppins

Ivone Pons Leyr
September, AS XXXVI (2001)
To the tune of Jolly Holiday from Mary Poppins

Sung:
Ain’t this a glorious war, look at me hip deep in gore
I feel like I can’t die
Have you ever seen a foe so mean
Or heard my battle cry?

Oh it’s a gory glory day at Pennsic
Wargames make my armor light
When the marshals say that we can lay on
Off I run into the fight
The foemen’s shieldwalls breaking all around me
Their pikemens eyes are wider than the sky
When we meet in the woods, it feels so good
My sword dents helms as it so rightly should
Oh it’s a gory glory day at Pennsic
No wonder that at Pennsic they all die!

Now then what’d be right I’ll start by killing some lights
And then some dukes and kings
Choosing whom to kill…you’ll fit the bill
I can reach you when I swing

Oh it’s a gory glory day at Pennsic
To take Finn’s Folly is our aim
Boosting us all over was legged Nather
Earning Buck Buck Boy acclaim
We always think of pressing our advantage
Our allies hide behind their shield wall
Our foemen shake in fear when we are near
Our fierce onslaught ‘gainst them earns us our beer
Oh it’s a gory glory day at Pennsic
No wonder that at Pennsic foemen fall

Spoken:
Frederick and Nather have pikes that are winning
And Mari and Fabian set yoru helm spinning
The Widow is frightful, Wolf does good bashing
Gregory, Damian, Venjamin – Smashing!
Sir Bruce is vengeful, Tobi is cunning
Parlan is scary, John Die is stunning
Susan, Ginevra, Arianwen and Eilis
All take the shopping warpoint they tell us
Hauoc and Ferrin and Broc are the best
I’ll agree that all three are well known in the West
But cream of the crop, tip of the top,
Is Geoffrey Scott…and there we stop.

"Performed for Ducal Prize." -- Ivone Pons Leyr

Copyright ©2001 Yvonne K. Reynolds

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