Tue Jan 18, 2005 8:02 pm by Old_Beowulf
The way to Alaska is an ancient and guarded secret. This may help, or maybe not.
While Dr. Sinclair was excavating the Dom Kavosh site on Pygar, she discovered an ancient scroll about 6 inches wide, encased in a tiny titanium cylinder which in in turn was sealed in an ancient mayonnaise jar. When the jar was unsealed and the cylinder was opened, the scroll fell out. What follows is a translation of that scroll:
The treaty was signed on the deck of Big Mo,
To that place you first must go,
Three gates there are toward the Lone Star,
Not two nor four but three
Five One a clue, F one another
Heed my words for they are true my brother
Turn your face to the east and not the west
Have courage my son for this is the test
The goal is at hand and the prize is in sight,
Turn thou not to the left nor the right
Straight as an arrow make your course true
Set your face as a flint and you will pass through
My ditty is full and My riddle is done
Put a smile on your face This is just for fun