While playing hopscotch in the rain,
And evading puddly terrains,
A lava lake did appear,
That needed to be cleared.

With spewing monsters of soot,
The princess waited for you.
And through the mucky ways,
You make a grand escape.

Only to be taken over,
By a deep craves you couldn't cover.
The monsters won this round,
But only till the next rainfall of imagination does fall down.