Behold

My name is whatever you think

I am the mastermind of fabrication

My words are fantasy to your imagination

Keeping you in a state of confusion.

Where are the writers?

Let's dine with words

Bringing that intrusion into their symbolic mind

Making it a dumping ground of our muse.

A lucrative quest that's what we are into.

Bringing the best out from the world

None of Elizabeth's concern,

But truly that was an expensive joke

Even if our eyes got closed, what are you to show?

Today we live tomorrow we die a hero,

Life is for everyone

Love is only a Ransome.