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Author: * Stewellen Helvetti -
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Date: Feb 2, 2007 - 12:26
For those of you, who have not seen/read the first two parts, start HERE!
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ZORBIE THE ZOMBIE
A Graphic Novella
Part 3: Zorbulin's Wake
Stewie: Welcome to my brother Zorbulin's Wake, dear friends!
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Zorbulin Helvetti lived in Nova Iona
A Scotch magician, mighty odd;
He with a half-sister Stewie was born-a
And to rise in the world he carried a rod.
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Now Zorbie had a sort of the tipplin' way
With a love of Aqua Fennica Zorbie was born
And to help him on with his work each day
He'd a "drop of the cray-thur" every morn.
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Chorus: Whack fol the dah O, dance to your partner
Welt the floor, your trotters shake;
Wasn't it the truth I told you
Lots of fun at Zorbulin's wake!
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One mornin' Zorbie was feelin' full
He was possessed which made him shake;
The guillotin fell and broke his skull
And they put his corpse in a chest to wake.
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They closed the lid and secured the rest
And pushed his swords thru its wall,
A bottle of Aqua Fennica on the chest
And a top hat on top of it all.
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Chorus: Whack fol the dah O, dance to your partner
Welt the floor, your trotters shake;
Wasn't it the truth I told you
Lots of fun at Zorbulin's wake!
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His friends assembled at the wake
And Miss Stewie called for lunch,
First she brought in tay and a cake
Then pipes, tobacca' and whiskey punch.
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Bridgette Cormac she began to cry
"Such a nice clean cut corpse, did you ever see?
"O Zorbie, ma friend, why did you die?"
"Arragh, hold your gob" cried Clarissant wee!!
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Chorus: Whack fol the dah O, dance to your partner
Welt the floor, your trotters shake;
Wasn't it the truth I told you
Lots of fun at Zorbulin's wake!
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Then Shibori took up the job
"O Clarissant," says she, "You're wrong, I'm sure"
Clarrie she gave her a belt in the gob
And left her sprawlin' on the floor.
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And then the war did soon engage
'Twas woman to woman and man to man,
AncientWorld law was all the rage
And a row and a ruction soon began.
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Chorus: Whack fol the dah O, dance to your partner
Welt the floor, your trotters shake;
Wasn't it the truth I told you
Lots of fun at Zorbulin's wake!
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Then MacMorna raised his head
When a noggin of whiskey flew at him,
It missed, and falling on the dead
The liquor scattered over Zorbulin!
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The corpse revives! See how he rises!
From the chest emerges Zorbulin's head,
Says, "Whirl your whiskey around like blazes"
"Thanum an Dhul, do you thunk I'm dead?"
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Chorus: Whack fol the dah O, dance to your partner
Welt the floor, your trotters shake;
Wasn't it the truth I told you
Lots of fun at Zorbulin's wake!
Clarissant: See I told ya, I'd bring him back!
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And so was Zorbie woken,
I hope you had a ball?,
and here's a mere token,
to prove that you saw it all!

<img src="http://www.ancientworlds.net/aworlds_media/ibase_1/00/11/28/00112869_000.gif">
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Credits:
MacMorna Niafer for suggesting "Finnegan's Wake" and for the dancers graphic.
Ward Theognis for the Chest & Swords graphic.
You all for your avatars, thank you! *G*
And of course, "Finnegan's Wake"
I hope no one got really hurt by a bottle (or the story?) ;D
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