The Man in Black

There was a man in black

Who sung of Gabriel’s Trumpet;—

A prophet he was, who sung sad odes

Of those about to die.

Some elves peeped through the walls

Spying the songs he’d sing.

He sung his sad odes

But the elves, having power over time

Went back and sung them

First.

Then Albion’s Queen saw this thing;—

When times are tricked,

She investigates the matter.

She found the man innocent,

And therefore, let him sing his sad odes.

For, none could understand his odes

When the elves sung them.

They needed the man in black

To understand.