On a great adventure they left,
To regain their stolen treasure,
Over fen, peak dale and cleft,
They journeyed without leisure,
Many a-foe they smote along the way,
With audacity and rage they stumbled,
Over the well trodden path of clay,
"Thank you for the meagre provisions," they mumbled,
After long while they reached the dragon’s and their treasure’s lair,
A tumultuous battle ensued, and finally the dragon was slain by a single shaft,
Bard was the archer’s name; true by the mark was his shot through the air,
With riches beyond measure they returned, so rich, that they could ignore their craft,
So after such an epic odyssey,
From age to age, you can often hear the phrase; ‘There and back again.’
