Bjorn and Wee

Bjorn and his battle beast, a large grizzly, were mighty and powerful As they joined a skirmish a feeling of terror went through their enemy It was awesome to show off his right hand animal, ever so wonderful How much more intimidating can a warrior and his sidekick be? Bjorn and beast whom he affectionately called Wee had arrows today. It hurt neither of them, they were built tough, always ready to fight. In his armor and Wee’s back, so they decided to roar, growl and play. Watching the terrified enemy scream as they ran away in the night. Wee was watching wearily as one soldier tried to sneak back in. He showed his teeth, all ragged and yellow, and his gums gray. Bjorn chased the guy off, and clipped him hard on his chin. That fellow shrieked like a monkey as he swiftly ran away. The snow covered mountains had never felt so disturbed or alive. One battle we are finishing here and now, Bjorn told friend Wee. This was the sixtieth battle they had won, or maybe even sixty-five. How much more valiant and loyal could these two soldiers ever be?