Children of Valdev
A round in two parts
From the Book of Valdev
Written and performed by the scribe Grisell Balfour
Lyrics
Round, round, round they go,
Heading where? I do not know
Through the town and square they flow
Starring role of everyone’s show
Loud, loud, loud are they
For what purpose? I could not say
Covered in mud, and seeds, and hay
To them the world’s their personal play
Quiet, quiet, quiet please
There’s been enough frivolity
I need fine wine and strongest cheese
That I may write my books in peace.