• As the old man sleeps
    His rings play many games

    Knowing that when he wakes
    They will never again see the the light of day

    So they play, all night and day
    Trying to stay and finih the games

    Games that were made by the old man's shepards
    Games the shepards force the rings to play

    Knowing that one day
    They too will be forced to play

    This is the fate of the many moons and rings
    That bring this old man planet its fame

    Fame that one day will go way
    Like a a flame that dares to stay out in the rain

    A last our tale be true
    For only Saturn could be so cruel

    By: Jake M. Shuler (aka: Yahagi Sheibi)