The Death of Master Findore
Created | Updated Jul 4, 2002
Upon the death of Master Findore,
The World was damned to Hell.
The Keeper of Good had gallantly died,
The Evil triumphantly stood.
"As I sit here and watch the Beasts of Burden laying waste to my castle," said he,
"I find that, nay, I can stand no longer;
Good-bye World, I go now and flee."
And flee he tried but did not succeed;
He fell from his chair and died on his knee.
Thus went the world to the Beasts of Burden who did lay waste to his castle;
The Evil had won, the Good was dead; the world had lost to its foes.
