One for sorrow and two for lost joy,
Three a girl once loved by a boy.
I hear screams as you torture the kit,
I salute you despite your mocking wit.
Four tears for the years I won’t have,
Tick tock time turned bad.
Your green wings in a field of gold,
A cruel secret I’ll never be told.
A life wasted before I could wish,
Nine times over, bad luck’s kiss.
Ten for a bird, an adventurer, a rogue.
Be strong they say, you must not miss.