A Poem for Tutankhamen

Today Jeni and I went to the Tutankhamen exhibit at the Dallas Museum of Art with our church home group. As part of the festivities, the couple who served as organizers of the event had some contests: best Tut poem, best anagram of his name, and best hieroglyphic naming of the event.

The best naming was "Nerdstock" - spelled in hieroglyphs. Great job James and Amber!

The winning poem was (ahem) mine. (It was also the only entry. I still won!) My award-winning poem follows:

"A Beseeching of the Golden Pharaoh"

I.
Tut!
Oh, boy king
We of the West
Have traveled many miles
Endured many dangers
To see your stuff
Precious items of gold and blue glass
Resting millennia in the Valley of Kings
But who were you?

II.
They say you married your half-sister
That must have been wierd
You who brought back the ancient gods
Ptah, Osiris, and great Amun, whose name you bear
Isis, and that one with the cat head
Bastet
What did you call me?!

III.
Oh, Tut
Mascara-ed monarch
Withhold your curse from us
For we are but weary travellers
With many miles yet to go