Okay, I can't keep myself from posting, so my 400th post is going to have to be made prematurely. So maybe this epic poem will be a several part series. In any case, here is a taste of the first bit of it. Ideas and additions welcome
THE EPIC OF DISCIPULUS
Hail! the hallowed halls of that glorious land,
That birthplace of famed kings and queens
Who conquered foreign lands and fabled cites,
New York and Washington among them,
These noble warriors who climbed towers and
Slayed dragons and beasts and the strongest of men,
Those kings and queens whose names were known and
Throughout the land the peopled blessed them,
The people shouted their names from mountains and valleys,
Names which rose o’er the banners in great halls,
Obama, they sang, Kennedy the wrote, Kagan they shouted,
These men and women who were forged and
Who were tested, who were made in the beloved place,
That place of kings and queens,
The hallowed halls of Harvard
Tales have been told of the misery
And the turmoil and the strife of
Those who would then choose this path
It was told that these wondrous halls were guarded
By the most direfullest malice, a foe, a horrible stranger
Who dwelt in the lands surrounding the lands of Harvard
This foe had but one purpose alone and those
Who would choose this wretched path knew
This singular purpose well, this monster of the land
Was the obstacle, the ancient guardian
Of the fabled lands of Harvard
The ancient guardian was called Soban
And this name was known across all lands
None had dared breech the dwelling of the Soban
For ten thousand years passed