Canto V
Before the morning's
first gray streak of dawn,
While moonlight
still paints silver pipes and trees,
A messenger to Mario
flies along,
Whose taunting,
hateful, sneering words are these:
"We have your
brother trapped within our claws
And if you ever wish
him see again
Surrender to our
mighty turtle boss
And swear your noble
quest has been in vain."
But this Mario would
never swear to.
Without mercy he
slays the koopa dead.
And makes another
promise, this one new.
"I'll get Luigi
back, and Bowser's head!"
Beneath the Mushroom
Kingdom's sewer main
There are ancient
stone tunnels in the deep,
Dank, sunless
caverns measureless to man,
And hither is the
hammer brothers' keep.
He now descends into
the dismal dark,
And it grows inky
black as death of night.
And little can be
sighted through the murk,
And only fungal
growth provides a light.
He finds Luigi
captive as was told
And starts a losing
battle to save him.
Glory destined to
fade and grow cold
Until doth a great
miracle happen.
The chosen stars
above that guide the fates
And set the
brothers' quest before their birth
And guard the ope
and shut of heaven's gates
Have sent help to these two who have
such worth.
Within a secret
block that looks like brick
A magic vine begins
to grow and grow.
Sturdy and strong it
is, and green and thick
And the brothers
both instantly know
From some great
inspiration from above
That this was sent
to aid them in their need.
They break away from
their foes and then move
To grasp and quickly climb the magic
weed.