Mandy Kolps and Spun Tartars loved the wide open spaces.
Oh how gaily they did roam the fields and pastures on their most jovial steeds, 'Steel buttons' and 'Frank Stooly'.
And how divinely did they swim in the cool waters of the rivers and lakes. Many a time did they do this so.
And up above them as they lay on the long flowing grass of the fields, did they see the fluffy clouds and birds passing by and insects buzzing happily on their merry way.
Ah!
Mandy and Spun knew that this was as close to Valhalla as anyone could get. They knew that the days they would speak of in times to come would be these very days.
Find this place do we say, find it and treasure it in your beating brow while you can for it may never return.
Mandy and Spun did and now they are content no matter where they may roam, and whatever sadness and sorrow may force it's diabolical claspings on their souls.
We say these things thus, and thus so.