The Plain Ballad of Lina Inverse


Sit right down and you shall hear,
the tale of the lunatic Lina Inverse.
On nights so late, forlorn and clear,
The bandits mutter her curse.

With a streak of greed to boot,
Followed by a brainless warrior,
A princess mumbling justice to moot,
And a young ivory-clad man, one couldn't be sorrier.

Quests forever for the disfigured lad,
Fraud after another,
She began to get mad,
So she sent simple rogues running to mother.

Dragons and demons she slay,
Towns that wouldn't agree,
With Dragon Slave they may,
As they ran hoping to flee.

Where she is,that Lina Inverse,
Not a single soul knows,
They fear her as they clutch their purse,
For they shall meet and greet her infamous pose.


Fanfiction