[date/YC113/10/25.return_log]
“They hip and hop
And drip and drop
At the bloody raze.
They dance and sing
And cry and cling
And fall into a craze.
The thing does come
And beats his drum
And leads us to his maze.
Then Bhaalgorn eats
And tears their meat
And downs their fleshy braise!”
[date/YC113/10/25.end_log]
I Saw the Lightning 