Untitled Poem by Ximmeas

by Ximmeas

Wiglaf is still bugging
His pink-haired British friend
Driver is in her room, just hugging
A Mordred plushie… At the end
Of the hallway, Security stands
And looks upon this scene
While Hnæf does all he can
To reveal his shady scheme
Lancelot flirts with Driver: Fail.
Posing with a rose…
Boudica clinging to the rail
As she climbs to the stage; Here she goes!
Arthur pulls Janus’ hair
Repaid by her painful bite
Brat still admires the pair
And how those two can really fight!
Azrael’s being mobbed by the Valkyries,
But don’t worry – He’s okay.
And despite how unusual all of this seems
It’s really quite a normal day.