Quote:
Originally Posted by Brianna
Hark! The muse speaks of Hippikos and all his ilk! Beware! Beware!
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...His flashing eyes?
His floating hair?
[Did he fall in the sacred river
again?]
Weave a circle 'round him thrice
[You'd better. You need three skeins for a braid.]
And close your eyes with holy dread
[Batman!]
For he on honeydew hath fed,
[Melons! Melons!]
And drunk the milk of Paradise.