Woo hoo weekends! Here’s the puzzle to close out this Friday.
One hundred and eighteen tiny lands,
span the area where this game stands.
Thirty eight parishes, one and all,
reduced once, by a short general.
Petrified wood holds it all in place,
building on piles in too close a space.
The damage of flood threatens today,
Guess where quick, ere it washes away.
– Novel –