I saw Syndra kissing Iron Beard
Underneath the mistletoe last night
She didn't see me creep
Down the streets to have a peep
Who would tell a lie so made up
It didn't involve loving sheep

Then I saw Syndra tickle Iron Beard
Underneath his beard so gray and white
Oh, what a laugh it would have been
If Proficy had only seen
Syndra kissing Iron Beard last night

Penned by my hand on the 21st of Mayan, in the year 788 AF.