Captain Sisay’s Lament
Gerrard, tonight the Weatherlight floats on a pleasant front. Night falls. From beyond the clouds the stars hang close by. Sailors prowl the deck, while more hands sleep below lost in their bunks....
Category: Poetry… Regretfully
Sheep Port of Catan Revolution Party’s National Anthem
With sincerest apologies to Percy Shelley. Sheep of Catan, wherefore graze, For the herders who make you stay? Wherefore graze with toil and care, Lest doth Settlers your wool wear. Wherefore feed and sleep...
