On the south side of the town square is a great big castle
Someone lives inside it but I don't know who
I think it is a Sentinel but I'm not quite certain
(Baba isn't certain too)

I looked inside it once but it was gone so quickly
The Sentinel never waits to say "How do you do?"
It vanished off at once because it's oh so tickly
(Baba says she's tickly too)

Sleipnir (a humble knight of small brain but great heart)



And here is a poetic retelling of the recent 
 meeting between Sleipnir and the Sentinel
outside of scenic Puddleby Palace.

They're changing Guard at Puddleby Palace!
  Sleipnir-the-Knight went with Babajaga.
A face looked out, but it wasn't Joe's,
  "He's much too busy a-programming things,"
      Says Baba.

They're changing Guard at Puddleby Palace!
  Sleipnir-the-Knight went with Babajaga.
Baba is marrying our bravest Knight,
  "The wedding itself will be quite a sight!"
      Says Baba.

They're changing Guard at Puddleby Palace!
  Sleipnir-the-Knight went with Babajaga.
They saw an Elder in a sentry-box.
  "One of the GMs looks after their socks,"
      Says Baba.

They're changing Guard at Puddleby Palace!
  Sleipnir-the-Knight went with Babajaga.
"Do you think the Ancients know all about _me_?"
  "Sure to dear, now it's time for tea,"
      Says Baba.
--
     Carl Hommel



[[ With apologies to A.A. Milne ]]


"Babajaga," he said in a loud whisper.  
"I think the orgas _suspect_ something!"
"What sort of thing?"

"I don't know.  But something tells me they are _suspicious_!"
"Perhaps they think that you're after their hunny."
"It may be that.  You never can tell with orgas."
There was another little silence, and then Sleipnir called out again. 
"Babajaga!"
"Yes?"
"Have you an umbrella in your house?"
"I think so."

"I wish you would bring it out here, and walk up and down with it, 
and look up at me every now and a gain, and say 'Tut-tut, it looks 
like rain.'  I think, if you did that, it would help the deception 
we are practicing on these orgas."

Babajaga laughed to herself, "Silly old Knight!" but she didn't 
say it aloud because she was so fond of him, and went home for her 
umbrella.

"Oh, there you are!" called Sleipnir-the-Knight as soon as she got 
back to the tree.  "I was beginning to get anxious.  I have 
discovered  that the orga are definitely Suspicious."

"Shall I put my umbrella up?" asked Babajaga.

"Yes, but wait a moment.  We must be Practical.  The important 
orga  to deceive is the Orga Petulant.  Can you see which is the 
Orga Petulant from down there?"

"No."

"A pity.  Well now, if you walk up and down with your umbrella, 
saying 'Tut-tut, it looks like rain!' I shall do what I can by 
singing a little Cloud Song, such as a cloud might sing.  Go!"

-- 
Carl Hommel