The Great Clambake was an excellent way to get the Trolls and Savs introduced.
There was a lot of tipping the sauce from tall mugs and a wee bit of getting all juiced,
on dark truffled ale, locally brewed - the Trolls were used to this drink -
but the Savages, while not totally stewed, were teetering right on the brink.
Tinker the Savage played on his fiddle and the Zenmaster banged on his drums.
The Trolls all played along on kazoos, or danced, or twiddled their thumbs.
It was a raucous good time for them all and it lasted for nearly three days
but the Savages had to look for the Queen, it was time they went on their way.
Before they took off the Savs asked for advice, from the great and wise Grandad Troll:
“Grandtroll, where should we look for the Queen?” He told them “go to North Pole.”
Because Christmas was coming, and they were kin, to most of Old Santa’s elves,
who were terribly busy, but wanted to meet them and needed help stocking the shelves.
The Trolls hauled the Savages back to the pass and loaded them up on the plane.
They gave them a map and topped off the tank so they wouldn’t run out of fuel again.
So off they went, flying toward the North Pole, toward a sky full of bright glowing light,
from the Aurora, halo of Earth, a most stunning and beautiful sight.
They arrived on the day of Santa’s depart, much hustle and bustle they found.
But Rudolph the reindeer and his sleigh pulling friends were nowhere - nowhere around.
Santa was in VERY big panic, and shouted “WHAT IN THE WORLD WILL I DO?”
“I’ve got no way to deliver the goods! I’m finished forever! I’m through!”
But the elves simply giggled and said very clear "Santa, the Savages are here."
“They've come a long ways to visit and help us, so be of good cheer, have no fear!”
“They will deliver you and your gifts to the children waiting out there.
So Santa, get on board with your bag - on their contraption that flies through the air.”
And that’s how it was, on the eighth day of when, in the land of the Midnight Sun.
Christmas was saved by a search for a Queen, and a Savage band on the run.
*to be continued...why, I don't know
what is is a fella to to on a cold rainy day
with nowhere to be or to go?