IB Students' Tale
Sara was the first one to ride
For she was our best guide
Tallness gave her great sight
As far as twenty miles from site
Being alert and able to warn us
When dangers threatening us
She spoke the no man speak
A language that many seek
Of great use when we travel in wood
Since the ancient animals could understood
Thus we were able to communicate
And strengthen us with nature’s fate
Maggie was she a powerful sorceress
With the wisdom of twenty men no less
And the beauty of goddess Athena
She was riding second next to Sara
To inform her of threats in great accuracy
For only she had the power to foresee
Riding along with us was Polo
He played well music in solo
Also woodcraft did he mastered the art
Any ships could he drive into the ocean’s heart
Neptune’s wrath did not scared him
For his ship never sunk never dim
He was big and he seemed tough
But in his brain exists not much stuff
Indeed he was not manly but quite girly
And fool ideas came from his mouth mostly
Since he does not think before expressing
And sometimes at him we were laughing
James the joker made us laugh everyday
To keep our morale up till the end of day
We knew the food supplies are secured
Whenever we see him to the cargo lured
For nothing else he loved but to eat and sleep
Thus the provisions would he safely keep
Along with us was this girl named Katie
She had a strong background history
Revealing her great victories and experiences at war
Excellent marksmanship she never misses even from far
Many lords and dealers knew her very well
Which makes good sources to help us if we ever fail
She was a very silent girl perhaps lonely too
For none knew how she could have live her life through
Every glimpse of time passes through her breath
To a target before she releases the arrow of death
She was an assassin with a mighty bow
Under great pressure she lived in hollow
Mona in size was the shortest
But among us she was the strongest
During battles she always wins
And when she senses troubles or sins
Ways to solve it she would have long lists
Whether by her preaches or with her fists
Riding along with us was Mike
With his curly hairs many girls like
He made good jokes mainly to flirt
But sometimes some of us get hurt
An apology fast he would do without shame
Then the next day the same jokes back it came
We and Julia were the ones only
Who could understood cryptography
To interchange secrets when far apart
If this shall fail he never will abandon his heart
He would go the extra mile to tell us directly
For he rides a horse faster than anybody
Dave they call me but mysterious to them I stay
To Mount Life a diary I kept during the journey
When comes to number I was a master
And when comes to strategy I was Julia’s advisor
Slipped through my hand no enigma has
Except for one which is the one of love alas
Wanda had an outsider as father
Of which is a rich landowner
Despite his richness she did not get spoiled
However raised in this business world
She has mastered the way of talking like politicians
Which means her arguments were mostly nonsense
Even with her father’s richness
He did not know how to do business
If it were not for her skills in affairs
His father would have lost all his shares
Because of her he avoided bankruptcy
Yet her efforts were not rewarded even a penny
Riding last to watch us was Ben
For the responsibility he has taken
He’d rather sacrifice and go lowest no less
And shove us from below to the sky of success
Holding our burdens with his shoulder
Like a small sized big brother
Katie’s tale
Her generosity makes her not to take, only give,
However her life of assassin is not fun to live.
During all the seconds before her hit,
Goes to her memory another bitter spirit.
All her targets were evil barons,
So it was whether her life or theirs to pass on.
Despite of her killing the bad men who to ethics are deaf,
She still donates her pay to compensate their death.
Even then, she has the sweetest smile ever so wholehearted,
Making us forget the danger of which she is surrounded.
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