Templeman N a fine friend

to those who fly the tengu

he who likes to cleave and rend

terror he strikes in the heart of the neutral

But in his mind deep in the dark

his nightmares toss and turn

in time reaches a grassy park

and a weeping willow starts to burn

twisting flaming the fire dances

bellowing fast and free

his mind races and prances

of the heroism meant for he

acting quick and true as a member of the school of knowledge would

he reaches for that water hose

therefore turning it upon that sacred wood

and turns the flame to steaming coals

what hero greater could there ever be

than Templeman N a name renown has he