Oh Wendigo, Oh Wendigo
so scared of my little grove.
So suddenly,
you shut your mouth.
Refuse to come
into my house.
Oh Wendigo, Oh Wendigo
how silly are your antics.
Just face the death
that you have earned.
What a great shade
of yellow you turn.
Oh Wendigo, Oh Wendigo
why are you such a sissy?
You're supposed to be
an Ivory Mark.
And yet you hide
from my remarks.
Oh Wendigo, Oh Wendigo
why are you so scared of my grove?

Penned by my hand on the 19th of Miraman, in the year 380 AF.