Heeeelllllllllllllooooooo, NURSE! Hows it going people! This is a poem for Zant, the Imposter King of Twilight! This is one of the many chapters to be uploaded tonight (maybe, I could be lying out of laziness!) So sit tight and enjoy!
Zant- A King in His Own Terms
The Crazy and Wild
False King of Twili
A God you sought
The Fake arrived to the call
A silver helm of an odd shape concealing
A brain of deviance and lies
You know it's wrong
Yet this tyranny continue
Soon the True Ruler of Twilight will Return
With a Warrior of Beastly Standards
And the Fatality of you rein
Will reflect Back onto you
So your end is near as
The student of the Golden Shade
Will be your Demise
A Death fixed in an Ultimate Line of Time
