My mother once said, "You come right here, and listen what I say, my
dear."
So there I came, reluctantly, and mother pointed angrily-
"You see your uncle on that chair?"
I said I did, he sat right there.
"You see his baldness on his head?"
I said I did, and went bright red.
"You see that smily face you put?"
...I thanked the Gods I'm fleet of foot.

Penned by my hand on the 10th of Scarlatan, in the year 524 AF.