And so this bold new script descry
the fever'd dream of boy departed
upon the roads of chance full hearted
I know the who and when not why.
For a time ago I knew myself
but Cynical is a bird of stealth
Did steal the guise with harshest cry
to pick apart with drooling maw
with fickle beak like jackadaw
and so he's left for eyes to pry
upon the hollow form beneath
No character so self bequeathed.