anglo saxon boast
Hail young thanes who gather about me –
For I am Funk, dweller of the shores.
From the land Detroit, here in Michigan. son of the late Michael, molder of auto parts,
From the high plains I come! I roar!
Reader of books, singer of songs,
Maker of stories, and writer of poetry.
I stretch across the land word of mouth brings untold fame –
Blasting my tales of woe and songs of a better morrow with
Significant Confidence. Defeating my enemies.
Flying on a human kite at 1300 feet above ground.
Under sweltering sun looking in the flame’s face,
I barbecue the food, cooking champion I am hailed leader of Bands Singer of many.
A challenge is decreed by my Protector
I am cleaner of rooms, listener of scolds, doer of deeds, preparing the way for
My path to this mighty mead-hall.
I’ll make good on my boast and talk all the louder –
Poets will celebrate my actions with stirring cries,
Shaping my deeds into timeless songs.
Hail young thanes who gather about me –
For I am Funk, dweller of the shores.
From the land Detroit, here in Michigan. son of the late Michael, molder of auto parts,
From the high plains I come! I roar!
Reader of books, singer of songs,
Maker of stories, and writer of poetry.
I stretch across the land word of mouth brings untold fame –
Blasting my tales of woe and songs of a better morrow with
Significant Confidence. Defeating my enemies.
Flying on a human kite at 1300 feet above ground.
Under sweltering sun looking in the flame’s face,
I barbecue the food, cooking champion I am hailed leader of Bands Singer of many.
A challenge is decreed by my Protector
I am cleaner of rooms, listener of scolds, doer of deeds, preparing the way for
My path to this mighty mead-hall.
I’ll make good on my boast and talk all the louder –
Poets will celebrate my actions
For I am Funk, dweller of the shores.
From the land Detroit, here in Michigan. son of the late Michael, molder of auto parts,
From the high plains I come! I roar!
Reader of books, singer of songs,
Maker of stories, and writer of poetry.
I stretch across the land word of mouth brings untold fame –
Blasting my tales of woe and songs of a better morrow with
Significant Confidence. Defeating my enemies.
Flying on a human kite at 1300 feet above ground.
Under sweltering sun looking in the flame’s face,
I barbecue the food, cooking champion I am hailed leader of Bands Singer of many.
A challenge is decreed by my Protector
I am cleaner of rooms, listener of scolds, doer of deeds, preparing the way for
My path to this mighty mead-hall.
I’ll make good on my boast and talk all the louder –
Poets will celebrate my actions with stirring cries,
Shaping my deeds into timeless songs.
Hail young thanes who gather about me –
For I am Funk, dweller of the shores.
From the land Detroit, here in Michigan. son of the late Michael, molder of auto parts,
From the high plains I come! I roar!
Reader of books, singer of songs,
Maker of stories, and writer of poetry.
I stretch across the land word of mouth brings untold fame –
Blasting my tales of woe and songs of a better morrow with
Significant Confidence. Defeating my enemies.
Flying on a human kite at 1300 feet above ground.
Under sweltering sun looking in the flame’s face,
I barbecue the food, cooking champion I am hailed leader of Bands Singer of many.
A challenge is decreed by my Protector
I am cleaner of rooms, listener of scolds, doer of deeds, preparing the way for
My path to this mighty mead-hall.
I’ll make good on my boast and talk all the louder –
Poets will celebrate my actions