They say, ladies be lenient
And lad be leaders.
Man be a mortal lion,
archenemy of disorder.
Worship your lords and faith,
To escort you prosperous fate.
Indeed a man of fortune,
Is worth a dig of gold.
Sincere are letters, not human,
And does a lion hunt prey himself?
Blind faith burned witches and vampire hunt,
And a woman of worth, is indeed exiled from auction.