Delve in the Afternoon

by Ted

‘Twas brillig in Arden’s city swath

And gobbos crept about the place.

All ruined were the works of Thoth

To find the loot we all did race.

Beware a poorly rendered map,

That baboon Squeegee met,

Beware the ancient booby trap,

And shun the priests of Set.

We took our torch and ten foot pole

Long time the stairs went down, man

So carefully moved toward our goal

And upon the Discord made our plan.

As best we could we schemed our fate

But Lo! Jon did prepare.

Each week the audience will have to wait

To see how we would fare.

We’ve fared quite well from week to week

Of gold we’ve gathered plenty,

But not the haven we truly seek

Just a robot with antennae.

And hast thou come with sacks of loot?

Come to my inn Oh AV Club,

For coin of gold this mad old coot

Has made you tepid grub.

‘Twas brillig in Arden’s city swath

And gobbos crept about the place.

All ruined were the works of Thoth

A mortality we all must face.