thus spake Zorro, his
vorpal sword gleamed
from the punctures in the baddy
lasers beamed
thus spake the fair skinned
Quetzalcoatl I will come
as the morning star
before the dawn
thus spake smoking mirror
quantum ghost
I desire sacrifice
in the pyx the host
is white
when dead
but it's gold
above the altar
when bandits snatch
the bandersnatch it
doesn't alter