[i]Strophe [/i] Oh the Cryptarch is a fart! He doesn’t eat apple tart, He only ever plays blues, And never gives me shoes. [i]Alt. Strophe (aka as Strophe no. 2)[/i] Oh the Cryptarch is a fart! I don't know where to start, He never gives a purple, But he does like to eat turtle. [i]Antistrophe [/i] Oh the Cryptarch is a fart, But people think he’s smart, You’ll never see a yellow From that sinister ol’ fellow. [i]Epode[/i] But this indeed I truly know And swear it upon my big toe, For It breaks my Guardian’s heart, That the Cryptarch is a FART!