Brinnae the Goad once looked at a toad
And asked "What did god purpose for this?"
She spat on the toad and then onward she rode
Without ever more giving a piss.
That rogueish goad, Brin, once drank wine from a skin
And said 'how brightly this shines in my head!'
She tasted again, watched the sky start to spin,
and drank 'till her poor brain was dead.
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