The League

Just 65 Employee’s

actually rule the roost

the League of surviving champions

everyone they

Boost

the natural World

where fear and foe

in ailing kingdoms

ebb and flow

of evil darkness

hunting vile

trapping sapping

mile after mile

cursive abusive

rotten types

who chase and harry

they produce the gripes

of angry rancour

and ugly space

the tawdry belligerents

of each face

hunters  assassins

cut and run

live and die

by the shot gun

camouflage their stench through life

they carry fear

and yet such strife

magical groves

light filled spaces

the League of Angels

puts us through our paces

their work is special

they so know

love is life

and they live and they grow

cohesion matters

we are sure

all the Reserves

we just adore

Paul and Shane

Ellie and all and Andy  qualify

collectives rule

vital to each passing day

such preciousness

is the League’s way

Thank you  for the invitation to the magical grove we enjoyed it immensely

a day to remember  a spacial awareness of the magical in practice