A Dare To Ode

Oh Lord Commander! Cheif of Strength and Might!
This poor subject and soldier has failed his duty
and thus must admit his deeply held feelings
that sunders me apart and rents me anew.

There is just one part of you that draws me in
that plunders my affection and holds me hostage
It is not your wit or charm, smile or thunder
It is the dexterity and balance you bring

How sinister you remain, despite your size!
How you help stabilze the strongest faction around!
Lord Commander, please forgive me if you are confused
I care not about you, but about your big left toe!

The deed is done, the poison taken, the dare fulfilled
Flip has gotten her wish and filled with cackles
I'll accept any punishment deemed fit for my head
For this is the sin of honor and drinking games.

Soon to be execuited,

Quark Night