before the edible: they have passed like rain in the mountains, like wind in the meadow. the days have gone down in the west behind the hills into shadow
after the edible and most of a Slough Feg album: SHIELDS SHALL BE SPINTERED! SPEARS SHALL BE SHAKEN! HAMMER OF THE GODS WILL DRIVE OUR SHIPS TO NEW LANDS! A NEW MOON, A BLUE HAWAII, A WET WILLY TILL THE WORLD LIES RUINED!