Songs for the Land of the Living
While waiting upon my bed

Fezzik, do you see rocks?
If so, we'll all be dead

Into the Fire Swamp
Is where the Princess Wesley led

I too at times rush in
Where angels fear to tread

Courage and contemplation
Opposites must wed

Stop that rhyming, I mean it!
Foolish Vizzini said

Anybody want a peanut?
As you wish ahead!