Used with author's permission
Chorus:
He wore red and white for all to see,
at the Pennsic War was he.
Verses:
There arose a man from the East,
Gwilym he was called.
Sagittarian he became,
until a power did smite his name.
When the DREAM fell from him, friends stood by,
to Midrealm family he did apply.
Donned he apparel newly made,
In a Midrealm encampment Gwilym stayed.
Oh, Gwilym is a bonny stout man, kind of heart and wise of word.
He shot beside the Midrealm core, Be-friended at the Pennsic War.
On the list of Champions he, from the East to Midrealm be.
Support from friends and foes alike, His face revealed in the light.
The King of the East did a double take, and in his shoes was seen
to quake.
The East did win the Champion's bout, but Midrealm won both Man and Clout!
His shots were true, moral was high, as we saw Gwilym marching by.
Shaking heads and wondering stares, as Gwilym saw all who cares.
In peace we parted, he to the East, hopefully next to slay the Beast.
Friends forever will we stay, until the sun sets on the last day!
*Note: melody can be danced to English Country sets.
