by Nick Gisburne
Last of an infamous sorcerer line
Proud in the purple of wizards and kings
Scholar of spellwork to slay the divine
Drainer of demons, and sometimes he sings
Walter’s a wonder at working a spell
Mixes elixirs with nauseous names
Three of his wives were eternals from Hell
All of their children just burst into flames
Watch as he braces to battle the gods
Summons a salvo of furious force
Spies his opponents and ponders the odds
Greeks he can do, but don’t fuck with the Norse
Sundays, when gods are too lazy to fight
Waxes his wand till his whiskers turn white
