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And the Rain Came Down
© 2008 Joe and Rebecca Duval
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... a song recalling our adventures in the
Kingdom of Atenveldt
Estrella War XXIV, A.S. XLII
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Seven kings met on the field for this desert war
Just their finest they would bring, victory ensured
And their colors flew high o’er the battle
Where their cries rang loud and true
But, Herne was to be named the day’s victor
There was nothing they could do, nothing more that they could do.
And the rain came down, down and the mud ran round.
Seven score of horses came to this battle site
Carrying provisions that would comfort through the night
But, the morn showed the wagons still laden
In the mire stuck like glue
And Herne was again the day's victor
There was nothing they could do, nothing more that they could do.
And the rain came down, down and the mud ran round.
Nobles dressed in finery, out to walk the land
Now lay buried in the muck, felled by the earth's command
And 'twas there they would stay the duration
With their arms and legs a-strewn
For, again, Herne would be now the victor
There was nothing they could do, nothing more that they could do.
And the rain came down, down and the mud ran round.
In the morn when all a-woke to answer nature's call
They encountered, then, the greatest horror of them all
For the privies were now a disaster
And their usefulness was through
Thus, the spoils of war for the victor
There was nothing they could do, nothing more that they could do.
And the rain came down, down and the mud ran round.
And the rain came down, down and the mud ran round.
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