Skip around the fairy ring,
Nightmares bray impotently,
Ashes, dust, shrines fall down!

Champion squish!!! beneath my blade!
Cast his body to my Lord of Change!
Stab and slash and hack and drown!

Bye bye waves to one and ten,
Make nice now, or I do it again!
Ashes, dust, shrines fall down!

Very mean to declare me weak,
Makes me mad, makes me wreak,
I am a Queen. I have my crown.

I *AM* a Queen. I have *MY* crown.
Sadly, all You have are faithful unsound,
And ashes, dust, shrines ground down.


Penned by my hand on the 1st of Lanosian, in the year 354 MA.