Hedloper the Roman

Hedloper the Roman was sent back to guard the books of Itheius.
They were kept in a library in the province of Mellifluethius.
He had never been here but he was a Roman, soldier-trained.
So here he stands guard daily, watching, as it was ingrained.

The people of this century are the strangest he has ever met.
He did not think the world could get any sillier, but it is goofy-set.
The questions he gets asked are so dull, boring and bane.
He is shocked that the planet still exists in this world so insane.

He cannot wait until the year 2026, for that is the year he can return.
To his life, guarding the Roman arena, a place where Christians burn.
New world is full of tiny talking tablets which are such a waste of time.
He cannot wait to get back to his true life, because he is in his prime.

Back home, he had a lovely wench as beautiful as he had ever seen.
Being here for his commission was frankly, pretty ridiculous and mean.
His father invented the time machine, so they made him use his son.
He only has to remain in this time for five more years, as this is 2021.
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Wolf Avatar
October 21, 2020 at 1:31 PM
Five more years for poor Hedloper... What a waste of the man's time!... By the way, what do they call a nun with insomnia? ~ A roamin' Catholic. Happy Wednesday, Gershon
Krutsinger Avatar
October 21, 2020 at 5:47 PM
That is pretty cute. I will share that with all of my friends who are either Catholic or Jewish weirdly enough.
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October 20, 2020 at 4:03 PM
...good write....was wondering yesterday about historic echoes....the roman empire fell.....today one major power (at least) thinks of its existence as the gift of a new 'christian world power' (and like rome it began with slavery and is not about peace).....t-rumps echoing of himself is as an old time roman emperor boasting while his/the empire collapses around him.... ...stan sand
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October 20, 2020 at 7:37 PM
You have keen powers of assessment and observer action Stan.
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