Deeds dark in Burlington found, three gallant youths fell to the ground,
A malevolent man in chains is bound, his attempted murder charge now sound.

Extended is the truce 'twixt foes, in lands where the warm west wind blows,
Beseech they now for brief repose, for captured kin and their woes.

Bold Musk, men of malice decry, as e'er in shadowed kibbutz they lie,
May they by justice's hand soon die, whence from our hearts such sorrow flies.

by Conchobar mac Dubhthach

a centaur