{Source} Ultima 8 ingame book. only changed the word grog to the word ale, and I changed the name of the book
[Shard] - Sosaria
[Type] - Poetry
[Book] - Purple - 40 pages

[Title] - A Boy Named Jelly
[Author] - Brother Grim

[Page 1]
Jelly was a lad who
was so hard to please,
nothing would he eat,
except for plates full of
cheese!

[Page 2]
His obsession was strange
and no one knew why.
He swore cheese was his
meal till the day that he
died.

[Page 3]
His father, a strong
man who was hearty and
pink,
was at his wits end, and
driven to drink.

[Page 4]
He would stay at the
tavern, and tell of his
woe,
on cheap tankards of
ale his money he'd blow.

[Page 5]
'My son, a good lad,
though a little bit chunky,
has turned into a
ravenous limburger junky!'

[Page 6]
'All my land and my house
and the coins in my
purse,
I will give to the man
who can remove this foul
curse!'

[Page 7]
The old man's plea went
out and was told
near and far,
it was whispered by
gossips, and made light of
in the bar.

[Page 8]
But one day into town
strolled a strange little
fellow,
his robes were all
tattered, and his skin a
sickly yellow.

[Page 9]
'I can cure your boy!' he
told the ripe drunken sod,
'I will make him good as
new, this lad you call
Todd.'

[Page 10]
The father cried, 'His
names not Todd! It's
Jelly, you snot!
But go on and give it a
try... Give it your best
shot.'

[Page 11]
But before he started,
the mage asked for first,
for a small taste of
ale, to quell a quick
thirst.

[Page 12]
After slamming four
tankards he got back to
work,
though his eyes did spin,
and his hands did jerk.

[Page 13]
With the boy before him,
the mage reared back,
while clutching his
reagents in a small toad
sack.

[Page 14]
He sent out flames of
red, green and blue
that engulfed the boy,
hiding him from all's view.

[Page 15]
When the flames died
away, as well as the
stench,
To the father's red eyes,
his boy-Was a wench!

[Page 16]
'Oh no!' he cried, and
he cursed this new fate,
'My hard working boy now
looks like dungeon bait!'

[Page 17]
'How could you do this,
you dottering old fool!
Did you sleep every day
while in wizardry school?'

[Page 18]
With the excitement now
over, the father settled
down,
upon the nearest table,
his head he did pound.

[Page 19]
Suddenly, a dark robed
figure entered into the
ale joint,
and at the old mage a
withered finger he did
point.

[Page 20]
Then with a flash of
yellow, the mage
disappeared,
Everyone dove for cover,
for spellcasters they now
feared.

[Page 21]
With an incantation
shouted by the figure in
black
the young boy named
Jelly quickly transmuted
back.

[Page 22]
As he left the place
everyone heard the words
of the monk,
'Never let a bad spell
caster cast spells,
especially drunk!'

[Page 23]
To this very day the
young boy they call Jelly,
continues to stuff away
cheese in his portly pot
belly.

[Page 24]
But his father is
content, and he will
always smile,
'This beats worrying about
a daughter by a country
mile.'

[Page 25]
'Tis not that I don't
want a girl,' claims the
tired old father,
'But when a boy is young,
he is less of a bother.'

[Page 26]
'A young boy you must
check up on every time
and again,
'But! With a young girl,
you must watch all the
young men...