Brave Sir Aelfred
(to the tune of Brave Sir Robin)
Bravely bold Sir Aelfred rode forth to Pennsic War
He was not afraid to work, O brave Sir Aelfred
He was not at all afraid to be bugged in nasty ways
Brave, brave, brave, brave Sir Aelfred
He was not in the least bit scared to be smacked with fabric bolts
Or to have the dumbeks play and his eardrums broken
To have his canvas drenched and his whole tent float away
And his banner bloody and mangled, brave Sir Aelfred
His helm smashed in and the trash left out
And his armor removed and the sump all clogged
And his cheesecake filched and his dinner burnt up
And his duct tape...
That's uh.. that's enough music for now, lads...