Hear O' hear a tale of a wizard,
A flamboyant keep, Floki the Squirrel, He had his drey in the hoary alcazar,
The giant timber, known as 'Hoghouse Cinder.
He glides to the distress and hears the unheard's call,
Being a sage for the deserted soul & sly for the corrupt,
Always brewing his walnut potions producing squall,
Threatening nefarious educt.
He fought for the derelicts,
Against the malevolent dark lord,
Entranced him and seized him through his rattles,
Wining against all odds.
He saved the kingdom that bled on religious strife,
Pouring into the lands through rationalize grail,
Bringing conscience and cerebation to arrive,
Betwiching them to always prevail,
And lastly the guardian angels restor life to thrive!