I've always been fascinated by the bizarre names from Puritan tradition, and by the possible drawbacks that could attend the creation of a talking sword. So "The Sword from the Foundling House" tells of a sword abandoned shortly after creation, and how Flie-Fornication finally found himself a hero. This poem is free verse that relies on imagery, and some alliteration and assonance, to give it the flair of good fantasy diction.

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