There once was a frog pond.
The frogs prayed to the great frog.
'Give us a king!'
The great frog said, 'I am your king.'
The frogs cried, 'but we want a king that does something, something we can touch, you are too aloof!'
The great frog sent them a log.
At first the frogs were all emotional, they jumped on, and from, the log.
They basked in the warm sun.
Soon they tired of the log just sitting there, and renewed their cries.
The great frog sent them a stork.
Glad you made it back.
Have you tried to get the music crowd to sing the old songs?
Link me, if any do.
I sadly do not have the skaldic talent of my namesake. I tried, but it's not my path. In truth, I'm just a quiet builder. But when I do speak, I try to whisper little truths to those who'll listen.
Ok, keep 'em coming, there is a world to enlighten.