I have decided, for reasons unknown, that most of this poem
must be written in barely-legible blue. Praise IT!
Kestrel, O Wise One
Who defends us from WHAT
Strive hard for your best
Or else your brain shall rot
Lord Hogfish, electronic master
Who knows secrets of cyberspace
Do not be overtaken from within
And do not play with mace
Aquaria, Goddess of the Brew
Who is full of inner grace
Cry not unto the heavens
You are not your face
Talricos, cepaceous and proud
Who keeps the island clean
Souls will fly around the world
But you must say what you mean
Litoria, girl of many words
Who sparkles with effervescence
Know when to bite your tongue
And to grace us with your presence
SlimyBucketFish, Town Idiot
Who knows not when to stop
Please choose who to trust
There are no circles in your crop
Natalia, silent or oppresed
Who keeps Palia ranting
Please acknowledge wonderful IT
Or you will never start panting
Sploosh, hater of fuzzy creature
Who is kind, caring and crazy
You must not gamble your life
Is the horizon always hazy?
Saffron, keeper of the key
Who is full of fury
Liars, every one; they continue
But do not rig the jury
Hogfish Day shall spread my
word
I demand respect and must be heard
Ignore this at your peril
My message does not include Errol.