Royals, then churches and merchants and thee Fishermen fishing on open sea Have you heard the sirens song? Never in my life, rather take a knife Oh what a story, how gory, the glory! Have a good day, now walk away. Royals, then churches and merchants and thee Lumberfolk felling the great pine tree Have you felt the hands of tar? Needle in my eye, I would rather die Oh what a story, how gory, the glory! Have a good day, now walk away. Royals, then churches and merchants and thee Oilers who’s lanterns let people see Have you seen a smiling whale? I am at a loss, bear my heart to cross Oh what a story, how gory, the glory! Have a good day, now walk away. Royals, then churches and merchant and thee Cultists who vulgtlagln uln grah'n nilgh'ri Have they tasted the mnahn' ftaghu? If they will not kneel, they will have steel Oh what a story, how gory, the glory! So try your hand at evil, and be brought down.
Old Lonyorkian nursery rhyme (In universe writing for the campaign “Lonyork’s Beating Heart”)