I awoke with a smoldering stick in my eye
My uncircumspect nature had left me to cry
Anger seduced me, a pernicious turn
The stick No-One had sharpened was starting to burn
My wound was quite vexing, my warm blood flowed freely
In my beguiled state I could naught but think, "Really!
This insolent No-One gives me honey-sweet wine
And then ruins my vision and leaves me to pine?"
I'm indignant and cry out for help to my friends
"No-One has hurt me, my vision he'll end!"
And, as is the fortuitous way of the world,
Sweet laughter was what to me my friends hurled
"If no one is hurting you, why do you cry?
You sound as if you've got a stick in you eye!"
In great pain I staggered right out of my cave
And soon heard No-One's ship making ready to leave
No-One turned back to me and screeched his real name
I barely understood him, thanks to my pain
My eloquent thoughts were just such, "Now I'm ------."
My only goal was Odysseus to destruct
And I turned and I prayed to my father Poseidon
To bring revenge upon Odysseus with his trident
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