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Dovakhin, Dovakhin
Where the heck have you been?
Dovakhin, Dovakhin
What were you stepping in?
Don’t mess with those daedra
You never can win!
You are green, Dovakhin
And there’s pox on your skin
Fictionlet
“Yo, Greg,” said Brigid, wandering into the kitchen.
“Hello, hello!” he replied, sipping at a coffee and tapping away at the laptop.
She raised an eyebrow, but shrugged and started rooting through a cabinet for the english muffins. “Soooo…?” she said.
“Hmm?” replied Greg, still tapping away.
“Go on,” she said.
“Go on about what?” She just looked over at him; his expression was befuddled. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“Really,” she said.
“Yes, really,” he replied.
“Okay,” she said, turning to her breakfast. A moment of quiet followed.
“You know,” he added, “the Hogan’s Heroes theme song is actually an incredibly dense and layered composition. It’s a masterclass in themes and sub-themes!”
“There it is,” said Brigid.