Windfall Taken By the Heavens
In a fjord where the water has drained out into the ocean,
dwelled a fashionly homogenious group of passionate followers.
These beings of the earth did have two arms and two legs,
but a few had an extra arm and an extra leg,
and please dismiss what you read and comprehend now,
most had one less arm and one less leg.
These inconformaties did not matter at all for
each and every Glissite could move, listen and speak.
Their leader who also dwelled at the bottom of the mountain peaks,
had one title and one name alone.
When the group needed attention and leadership,
half the Glissite would bellow, "Super" and
the other would wisper "Savviourles".
The leader's name will not be mentioned here
in its entirely for none of us are part of the group.
This leader did have three great skills or socalled powers to some.
When food resourses were low, the leader knew exactly
how to divide the nurishment such that the least died from starvation.
Secondly, because the fjord was not able to supply
the group with a diversity of fabrics and textile colors
to allow them to self-identify into sub-tribes,
the leaders keen memory kept track of their divisions.
Most importantly, the leader was the only person able
to maintain the loyality of the numerious trained hunting dogs.
Life was in equilibrium in the fjord for as long as one could remember.
But, one day out of the blue a miracle happened,
the peaks on both sides of the fjord, about thirteen of them,
unearthed themselves and floated up like crystaline entites,
indirectly into the heavens, for one purpose and one purpose alone.
Not knowing what this purpose was caused all the Glissites to bellow,
"Super", and then all yell "Savviourles".
After looking into the blue sky of falling boulders the leader took what action?
The End
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