Maybe it was Best for this Reindeer-Line To Fix what should have been Fixed since ages Or tie this Noose which lost all its Define Then nod dearly at those Long-Horned Rages But how, Prince, could you bear this Entropy Even when Tories tell you to Conserve? Such Lust, needled to their Empathy May have Forgotten what you long Deserve Twice that Life-Spoken Meme; And now the Third Gushes well-rained Merriments from this Cloud Pray, that soon admit this Settlement, heard And invest their Songs and Prayers out Loud. Come, take this Hymn, and sing-along with me How greatly Petitioned; Yet not to Be.