This Old Man

This old man, he played one
Wrote a Pattern just for fun
With a knick-knack called the jewel
Stolen from a snake,
This old man has what it takes.

This old man, he played two,
He told Oberon what to do
Lots of grandchildren wandering about
This old man goes up the spout.

This old man, he played three,
Thanks to Roger Zelazny
With a morbid hero-type ranting at his bro
This old man caused much aggro.

This old man, he played four
Brand decided he'd have more,
With the knick-nack in his hands he could have it all,
This old man goes up the wall

This old man, he played five,
Brand is mad but still alive
Martin's blood is on the Pattern spilt
This old man begins to wilt

This old man, he played six
Eric's up to his old tricks
Counter-cabals spring up everywhere
This old man lurks in his lair

This old man, he played seven
Corwin's not the sort for heaven
Guns in Avalon, Corwin rants and raves
This old man is in his cave.

This old man, he played eight
Dad is back and will not wait
Benedict takes some men, guns are just the tool,
This old man has got the jewel

This old man, he played nine
Pattern re-drawing goes fine
Corwin screws it up, writes one of his own,
This old man sees fit to moan

This old man, he played ten
Good old Dworkin Barimen
With a serpent eyeballing all that he has done
This old man has too much fun.

The Saga of Dworkin