AT ODDSA Poem by Anuolua
A tall gaunt man wrapped a dark shall o'er his head
and his feet did heavily tread till he came to a town named 'noise' where he was much praised for his poise, when the heavy clatter of his feet they heard and he was rewarded with cows numbering a herd he and his newly acquired wealth walked gayly on till they came to a town silent on every turn and his cows began to make such a din for they were not accustomed to the scene the inhabitants stole softly out with wrath and the cows were nought for they were used in the rites used to appease the gods at night.
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