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Hello everyone, this is Asclepius, with a wonderful poem by Themo Lock. It is entitled
A Beastly Exhibition
Background music by Smartsound

Kevin was a visionary, a farmer and a showman,
his farm had recently been struck by flood, he took it as an omen.
The land was in proximity to the bustling Brittany Fields,
he had a plan that would surely profit more than agricultural yields.

He would build a grand bestiary… a pay-to-spectate zoo,
and fill it with every creature known, from wolf to bugaboo.
So far he had a horse, 2 sheep and a mildly distempered bear,
and was in negotiations to acquire a crocodilian breeding pair.

Construction was already underway, he was renovating the stable,
hammer in hand, Kevin perched atop a ladder that was quite unstable.
It’s dietary needs misunderstood the bear ate its curry but wasn’t well,
the beast’s rear let out a trumpet blast that’s volume was rivalled only by its smell.

Alarmed by the sudden demonic turn, the sheep charged blindly at the wall,
the impact jarring the rickety ladder which in turn began to fall.
Kevin’s trousers caught a loose nail, leaving him temporarily suspended,
then with the sound of tearing cloth.. pants remained but Kevin descended.

He landed on a panicked sheep and he grabbed the creature to prevent its escape,
and looked his naked torso over in relief that he barely suffered a scrape.
The bear however was enraged and confused and broke free from its stall,
startled further by Kevin’s womanly screams it burst right through the wall.

The entire side of the barn collapsed in a noisy, dusty cloud,
leaving the half naked Kevin clutching a sheep in full view of a gathering crowd.
He would have thought himself in a nightmare if he only was asleep,
as realization set in that it appeared as if he was a little too fond of sheep.

A woman screamed and covered the eyes of her giggling and pointing child,
anger spread, a guard was called, the crowd was quickly getting riled.
“What in the abyss is this?!” questioned the guard as he fumbled with his sword,
“A mishap with my bestiary” Kevin squeaked “Nothing untoward”.

“Bestiary!?” the shocked guard exclaimed “That is illegal and obscene!”
“What? NO, WAIT…” Kevin gasped “That isn’t what that word means.”
The guard was having none of this and Kevin was violently arrested,
on charges that would never be dropped no matter how much he protested.

Meanwhile in Rajim’s Curry Hut patrons were caught unaware,
as the seaside restaurant was unexpectedly stormed by a berserk, farting bear.
The events of that day would never be discussed in company that was polite,
and unfortunately for Kevin, the truth of what transpired would never come to light.

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Hello Everyone: Lord Baldrith here with another fine and emotional poem by Apollox Evanheart! I have been asked to create this piece with emotion and heartfelt apathy to an emotionally troubled and terrorized soldier in times of battle.

A Change…From Knight to Day by Apollox Evanheart

Music: “Prepare Your Swords” by Bojidar Marinov

I feel like a monster
While enemies fall victim to my sword
I’ve protected my King and country
But I don’t deserve any rewards
I feel hopeless
Those things will never seem to change
Loyalty, Respect and Honor is my code
But now that becomes something to blame

I’ve slain many men
Most having family and children
I’m praised as a hero
But suffer and feel more like a villain
Who am I to judge?
How do I decide who to save?
I’ve lead my men to victory
But I don’t deserve your praise

These visual hallucinations
Are eating me up inside
The voices speak calmly to me
Often leaving me to cry
Another day I will suffer
Another day I ask why
Something has got to give or break
I can’t take another sleepless night

I want to stop the voices
I want to contain this rage
I’ve done this my whole life
Now I grow old in age
Is it too late to change my path?
Can I even be redeemed?
If Nataurz taught me anything
It’s to always follow your dreams

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Hello everyone! Lord Baldrith here with a great and dark poem by Apollox Evanheart. Produced by Lord Baldrith.

I Bid You…Goodnight by Apollox Evanheart

Music: “Closed Area” by: Alexandr Zhelanov https://soundcloud.com/alexandr-zhelanov

Sometimes I struggle
Feeling as if I’m bypassed
Looking forward to the future
But haunted by my past.
I try to reach the next chapter
I try to turn the page
A book with a happy beginning
But its contents filled with rage

Not a day goes by
I don’t start to contemplate
I try for a better life
Only beginning to hesitate
Held back by my fears
Losing grip of my dreams
If your heard the voices I have
You’d also like to scream

I don’t want to be a hero
I don’t want to be your saint
I give into the overwhelming pain
I don’t show much for restraint
I might seem to have wisdom
I may seem I have a voice
But if I was to try make a good decision
I wouldn’t be able to make that choice

I’ve dealt with it this long
Ill deal with it some more
Another chapter to be wrote
Another voice to ignore
I’m done for now with this battle
I no longer want to fight
I want to say to be continued
As I bid you… goodnight

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Hello Everyone Lord Baldrith here with a wonderful Poem by Apollox Evanheart! He narrates/raps this lovely piece. I had the honor of working the production side.

Stunning Narrated and Written by Apollox Evanheart

Our eyes locked
I was a bit speechless
I tried to introduce myself
She overwhelmed me with weakness
A woman i just met
How could this be?
Im Apollox Evanheart
I’ve lain down with many beauties

I’ve always been a ladies’ man
Never to be shy after sundown
But her beauty had me by the grip
Felt like i needed to settle down
I don’t usually believe in soul mates
I’m not all to sure what that means
But if i had to decide tonight
I might have to make her my queen

Her mesmerizing looks
With her stunning red hair
The twinkle in her blue eyes
My attraction to her i must declare
I had built up the courage
To say my name and then some
She replied with a “Hello”
“My name is Madison”