Will it be war as before?
Will they beat be to the floor?
Will ‘The Chill’ lunge his spear?
Will Optrex slap and buckle my ear?
Will Ronlyre ignore me still?
Even though I bring good will,
This time mending all my ways,
I’ll bring good cheer and halcyon.days.
Gentlemen and ladies to,
May I plead and beg of you,
Wrest the devil from my soul,
Cleanse and purify my whole.
For days I wondered round and round,
My eyes fixed sadly on the ground,
Cast aside and smitten through,
My handkerchief was sodden to.
My vitriolic tongue I hate,
Twill one day surely be my fate,
I can’t connect it to my brain,
Which long ago was judged insane.
I now return stripped of pride,
All my evils still inside,
Whilst you work, if I should yelp,
Bear in mind I need your
