All of Sapience in a rage
Pull out the quills and turn the page
For a new era ushered in blood and scribble
Mhaldorian poets, gather round, don't dribble!

Skin as parchment, make us queasy
Rhyming words is oh-so-easy
Instead of impaling with sword or spear
Allow your words to instill quivers of fear!

Penned by my hand on the 24th of Chronos, in the year 641 AF.