The True Ballad of St. Urho

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Saying for the day: In the great arm wrestling match in heaven it was Urho over Patrick two out of three times.

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I have postponed Jeff’s picture story until tomorrow because today is St. Urho’s Day and as keeper of the true Finnish tradition I am posting the original Ballad of St. Urho . Note this is the original not that Minnesota grasshopper rip off of the legend. St. Urho was a great dragon slayer not grasshopper chaser.This is taken from the last remaining copy which I keep in my secret vault at the fortress.

The Epic Ballad of St. Urho
( Dragonslayer)
translated from the original Finnish by the select committee of 4

The Ballad of St. Urho

St. Urho stood upon the square,
His mighty staff in hand.
St. Urho stood alone that day,
He had no loyal band.

He had come right from the Mass,
In his purple robes and things,
He waits for the dragon green,
while the single church bell rings.;

He was waiting for the dragon. Would the dragon ever come?

The people in the village,
had fled into the cave,
Leaving brave. St. Urho
to an almost certain grave.

The Dragon lived in England
A land quite far away.
It was the last one of its breed:
St. Urho Faced that day.

He was waiting for the dragon. Would the dragon ever come?

The dragon could have feasted
Upon some cousin Jacks,
Or even eaten Irish stew
There was no food he lacked

But the Dragon's he's been spoiled,
He has a taste for Finn
To settle now for lesser folk,
Was not aright with Him.

He was waiting for the dragon. Would the dragon ever come??

Now the channel water rises,
Hot air begins to blow.
The shadow of its mighty wings,
Pass on the ground below.

Now the air turns strangely warm,
The ground around him shook.
But the brave St. Urho
Was too afraid to look.

He was waiting for the dragon. And now the Dragons come!

Ah! Now the battles started,
The dragons flames rain down
But St. Urho's magic shield,
Directs them to the Ground.

St. Urho Brings his mighty staff
Down on the Dragon's head.
The mighty staff breaks in two
St. Urho should have fled.

He was waiting for the dragon. And now the Dragons come!

The Dragon lunges forward,
St. Urho he runs back
He drops his robes, his coat, his bag
He even drops a sack.

The race is on toward the cave,
St. Urho's in the lead,
He makes it to the entrance
Fore the dragon starts to feed.

He was waiting for the dragon. And now the Dragons come!

So the Dragon eats the purple robes,
The coat, the bag, the sack
And sends a rain of fire
So they'll know he's coming back.

Since Urho's safe within the cave
his flight now homeward bends.
He didn't eat St. Urho,
And yet his hunger ends.

He was waiting for the dragon. And now the Dragons done!

His massive stomach feels quite full
he really feels quite good
He'll be back to eat the Saint
Like a mighty dragon should

The dragon's halfway home,
When Urho's secret weapon hits
He 'd filled his coat with pasties
And little pastie bits.

He was waiting for the dragon. And now the Dragons done!

The Massive Indigestion brings,
Gas beyond all claims,
Causing sinister explosions
In the dragons stomach flames.

Soon, soon the Dragon plunges
He has lost control,
The explosions throw him
Into a final fatal roll.

He was waiting for the dragon. And now the Dragons done!

It was the last English Dragon
defeated by a Finn,
He used his favorite weapon,
a pastie to the chin .

And when we wear the purple.
and when we wear the green
we remember old St. Urho
and what his life did mean.
He had waited for the Dragon And NOW the Dragon's DONE.

When dragons come a flying,
Into your little sky,'
And you know the battle's hopeless,
just don't begin to cry.

Remember brave St. Urho,
And raise a little prayer
And Mighty old St. Urho
Will come to help you there

He had waited for the Dragon And now the Dragon's DONE!

(all rights reserved)

From the Messyneen documents discovered
March 16, 1981
Please note translation of these documents continues and further revisions are expected.
Select Committee of four consists of:
Representing the (Society tor the preservation of the Finnish Language and Culture
Dr. Thomas LeeWngdom. Visiting Professor of Linguistics, University of Turko,
Representing the Society tor the preservation of the Kalevala and other Epic Poems. Professor Urho Palomeki, University of Helsinki,
Representing The Society to Preserve the Precious Memory of St. Urho,KJ. Moiknen. Official American Agricultural Agent
Representing The Lutheran Church of Finland, committee on Finnish Saints, Artifacts. and other Old Things, Rev. Usea J. Linna
{ Committee of four was charged by the Finnish government with tasks of:
1 .Authenticate the documents found in the field of Mutta Mattala, Finnish farmer
2.Attempt to translate the documents using the best scientific and linguistic tools
available.
3.Revise such Finnish Epic Poems as would be indicated by the discovery.
4.Prepare scholarly defense of same to share with the academic community. ]

News from Pigeon Falls

The little town in my basement where the trains still run, dragons fly, and life is back to normal
A lot of people in Pigeon Falls woke up this morning really scared. They looked back over last week and it was just too good. Everything had gone right that could go right. The snow left, birds sang, flowers bloomed, tourists spent lots of money, people won lottery money, Mrs. Trumble hit the big jackpot, the mine hired a few more people, and the mill went to two shifts. It was like heaven. But that was the problem. They were suffering from happiness overload. Things were so good that something really bad had to be coming to balance it out. This might be the week when Petrovich would publish the driblet that predicted the end of the world. Perhaps a terrorist would blow up Jack's sauna . They tried to think of all the bad things that could happen. They knew happiness was at best transitory. If you get cured of cancer you get run over by a bus. That's just the way things are.

But despite their gloom it looks like a beautiful day. The birds are still singing and the flowers blooming. The sun is still shining. The town is preparing for the biggest St. Urho's Day bash ever.

Wrap UP

It was a wonderful day. The temperature went to 60 degrees. The snow is melting. I spent much of the day visiting blogs. Now I need a breathing treatment.
GBYA

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