Written and compiled by Kyriel, Vorn, with imput from Larkin and Schala

O Phaestus give us some ale
O Ourania how bout some sweets,
O Iridia we'd like a watermelon,
O Aeyr and some minced meats

O Sarapis, a lair abyss,
And Vathar please Centaur,
We'd really like some water,
Is that alright Pandora? ("they do rhyme, i swear!" -vorn)

But Above all, we all strive for
some half-decent Hashan weather
And if oh Gods, the Snow wont stop
we'll tickle you with a feather


Penned by my hand on the 22nd of Glacian, in the year 317 AF.