Psalm of New Jersey

Now my friends it is time to bring you back to the reality of the present time. I know, I originally said this magazine is strictly AD&D/Fantasy, but I couldn't resist placing this little ditty in the hallowed pages of Legends. Besides, I'm the editor…

The writer of this fabulous piece is unknown. But I credit its discovery to my friend, Dirk Weber.

So, I end the first issue of Legends with something totally contradictory with what it is based on, but so what… I hope you enjoyed Legends Issue 1, and without further adieu, I bring you "Ode to Florio."

Marcus Pan

Ode to Florio

Jim Florio is my shepherd, I shall not want.
He leadeth me beside the still factories.
He restoreth my doubt in New Jersey politics.
He guideth me to the path of unemployment.
He anointeth my wage with freeze.
So my expenses runneth over my income.
Surely poverty and hard living shall
Follow in this administration,
And I shall live in a rented house forever.
5000 years ago, Moses said, "Pack your camel,
Pick up your shovel, mount your ass, and I will
Lead you to the Promised Land."
5000 years later, F.D. Roosevelt said, "Lay
Down your shovel, sit on your ass, and light up
A Camel. This is the Promised Land."
Today, Jim Florie will tax your shovel, sell your
Camel, kick your ass, and tell you that the
Promised Land is in Japan.


I am glad I am an American,
I am glad I am free.
But I will I were a little dog,
And Jim Florio was a tree.