This is an account for the ages,
when artistic aspirations were lost in stages,
The banshee’s beauty beyond belief,
bode the blistering betrayal burning beneath.
A caretaker cautioned this caravan to Camelot,
his curse or plot a chance or not.
The divine dancing duel of defiance and deceit,
this deception complete.
Dangerous discovery a distinctive devotion to death,
the devil’s duty not to rest,
While elders embellish evil ethnic ethics in events,
envy enslaved is what they resent.
The fiddler’s festive festival,
fanciful fabled fantasies fate! truth lover or hate.
A whole generation faking greetings,
this gathering greed of fools lacking reason.
Hope’s hallucinations harbor horrible hardships,
the hermit hero’s heroine hidden.
Intensely intolerant this tantrum,
were the ill-tempered luck of the Irish is forbidden.