There once was a frightful troglodyte,
Who set all thing it met afright
Cause it apeared of awful might
And didn't look too bright
In sunlight.

So stared he one day at a dwarven luddite,
That the bulky being coudn't stand aright,
For he feared this caveman's scary bite
Hurt like chloric sulfite
On a mite.

So to him came a paladin knight,
All full of pride that glows like light;
Yet what he said I can't recite,
For he was overcome with blight
When the troglodyte did him smite.

Then an infernal, dark as night,
Came to this troll and did him invite
To an chivalrious and fair fight...
But soon for mercy was his plight
And first chance he got, he was out of sight.

Some guy then came to offer a rite,
A chance for purification despite
The skin knowing many a fleabite
And eyebright eyes like firelight
Down by a campsite
On a weeknight
When all unite
As the neophyte
Spreads spite
Among the right
And all ignite
The inflight
Jadeite
Kite
Snow-white
Airtight
Cordite
By the townsite
Termite
And now this poem I must rewrite
But to make sense of non-existent insight,
I must first visit Achaea's website
And laugh at my reflexion in the mirror outright!
Goodnight...

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Penned by my hand on the 11th of Daedalan, in the year 247 AF.