Library: Poem of The Worst Bard Ever

The story about a bard is a grim tale to tell was he plain unlucky or struck by a Narsil Shard in his first performance he fell Arms flailing in the air It really didnt seem fair A dance performance he had planned A mighty display of talent and skill the kind of which people get hailed and fanned One, which would show his grace and the might of his will This shows that things don't always go according to plan Ni matter if you do the best you can People came far and near To see the show advertised so well Their dissappointment, I fear The poor Bard so wished the show would sell So when he hit the stage was he struck By a stage fright, hard as a truck For a long time he could not move Before he could get back to the groove poeple yelled in rage get that Fool of the stage With all possible vegetables was he hit And hurt him plenty they really did After the few first hits He decided that dance he will No matter what they did Gathering the rest of his strenght and force of will He picked up pace from where he left it And bravely finished his dance even with the throwing of shit After the performance was the Bard exhausted Feeling of humiliation was overwhelming His career as an entertainer had ended He couldnt make himself to dance or sing He left though the back door Never to show his face there no more Thus the title Worst Bard Ever Had stuck to the poor Bard forever

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Library: Poem of The Worst Bard Ever