So what of
Erik, our Viking friend?
Did you
think that was the end?
Well, he
gave up the life of carnage and pillage
And with Sioux
and the others they created a village
It was
pretty as a picture and they called it Amour
It had ten
little homes and a general store
A thatched
roof saloon with a wooden floor
A community
hall for the weekly ball
And Erik and
Sioux’s market stall
There was
even a church with a miniature steeple
It was the
pride and joy of the village people
There were
Roman baths for relaxation
A stylish
salon for titivation
Amour for
everyone was the perfect place to stay
And every
single one had their role to play
Erik so
enjoyed living this way
Never in his
life had he been so gay
But every
silver lining has a cloud
And early
one day while they were parading proud
A group
arrived in shiny robes
Mindless
thugs known as Phobes
They tried
to destroy the little town
Smash it up
and burn it down
But Erik and
his friends fought them back
And managed
to thwart their unprovoked attack
It was a
show of courage and of unity
And a severe
warning to the small community
That not
everyone was willing to accept
Especially
the dogmatic and the tolerance inept
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