It was an epic battle. A war between good and evil. A classic struggle for righteousness and all that is good and just.
A battle of wills. A fight to the end. A fight where only one would be left standing. A fight like no other before.
These are the wars they teach to children. These are the wars they write stories about.
This war will be told in song and in fables and through interpretive dance and puppet shows.
And the people will weep. Aye, they will weep but through their sobs they will say, "We have witnessed today something so stunning and so fantastic that the very depths of our souls will never be the same."
Well, um...
(Ok, the puppet show response might not be that strong. I'm not sure all the people are ready for puppets.)
But the rest will raise up their voices because they will know that today marks the day that indeed a great wrong has been made right. An evil as been bested. A mighty tyranny has been vanquished.
Whilst it put up a very brave fight, today is the day that Jeff defeated the lawnmower.
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