An ad’s gone out in the village pages
for Minor God of Incandescent Rages.
Likewise sought is someone young and able
to serve as Lord of the Broken Ferry Cable,
which is needless to say a temporary job
unlike the Spirits of the Quaking Bog
with positions offered on a rolling basis
to romping boreal waiflike crazies. Praise
the Lord of Brief but Shaming Public Moments
and Glory be to God of Smiting Garden Rodents.
Beware the Spirit of Dreams Involving Flight,
for fickle is the Goddess of Prodigal Rights.