Beowulf ond Godsylla

Beowulf ond Godsylla

Meanehwæl, baccat meaddehæle, monstær lurccen;
Fulle few too many drincce, hie luccen for fyht.
Ðen Hreorfneorhtðhwr, son of Hrwærowþheororthwl,
Æsccen æwful jeork to steop outsyd. Þhud! Bashe! Crasch! Beoom! Ðe bigge gye
Eallum his bon brak, byt his nose offe;
Wicced Godsylla wæld on his asse.
Monstær moppe fleor wyþ eallum men in hælle.
Beowulf in bacceroome fonecall bamaccen wæs;
Hearen sond of ruccus sæd, "Hwæt ðe helle?"
Graben sheold strang ond swich-blæd scharp
Stond feorth to fyht ðe grimlic foe. "Me," Godsylla sæd, "mac ðe minsemete."
Heoro cwyc geten heold wiþ fæmed half-nelson
Ond flyng him lic frisbe bac to fen
Beowulf belly up to meaddehæle bar,
Sæd, "Ne foe beaten mie færsom cung-fu."
Eorderen cocca-cohla yce-coeld, ðe reol þyng.

Meanwhile, back at mead hall,  monster lurked;
full of few too many drinks,he looked for a fight.
Then Hreorfneorhtðhwr(I gave up..), son of Hrwærowþheororthwl(you too..),
Asked the awful jerk to step outside. Thud! Bash! Crash! Boom! The big guy
All of his bone break, bite his nose off;
Wicked Godsylla wailed on his ass.
Monster mopped floor with all the men in hall.
Beowulf in bathroom phonecall bamaccen(what??)  was;
Hearing sounds of ruccus said, "What the hell?"
Grabbing sheld strange and switch-blade sharp.
Stand forth to fight the grimlic foe. "me,"Godylla said, "make the mince-meat"
Hero quickly gotten hold with famed half-nelson
And flying with lick Frisbee back and forth
Beowulf belly up to the mead hall bar,Said, "No foe beaten me fearsome kung-fu."
Ordered Coca-cola ice cold, the real thing.

That was difficult......... ah...