Between the graves now, the tattered ghost doth go
Calling up the skeletons to stand as its army, grinning row on row

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) March 17, 2021

And that magic ring made its bearer the king
Though he was such a dolt the realm did fail
Becoming baronies three that fought each other with glee
Until the babes were born clad in mail

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) March 19, 2021

The king was short, but his throne was tall
Every misstep meant a royal pratfall
And that’s why the Royal Headsman, earlier today
Treated gilt legs as necks, and chopped them away

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) March 20, 2021