A journey filled with wonder and woe,
a dragon in a tower filled with gems and gold,
A reward for the ones who live to tell.
Alpine hills and glacial flowing rivers of blue,
cowbell cows and the odd grumpy Elf,
Someone baking bread and churning butter.
A journey to find the lock without an answer,
moving on through living romanticism,
Too much cheese and apple juice as we roll.
C & K 