From Captain Chef…
Our Quokkas. Whose spawned by Reverend.
Mellowed by the Game.
Their Kingdom undone.
Still managed fun, on Earth
(Hated) Dan O’Connell brethren.
D-game display our swollen head.
And forgive us our dropped catches.
As we forgive those who score heavily against us.
For they bled us not of elation.
Our bats weak from weevil.
Beer and wine is our kingdom,
Underpowered, but what stories,
For catches win matches.