I call on you, oh faithful Nine

Of isle of myth of long ago.

Would you please bless these words of mine

So I can burst from head to tow

With rhymes? I think that they should be

Radiating then with glee!

And blessed by, especially,

Thalia, Muse of comedy.

And then, when all the blessings are done, 

I will sit and use my pate,

And write a poem because it's fun,

Until I'm interrupted by Fates!