The Ballad of the Questing Beast

Say a prayer,
Look up there,
Please don't mind if you get a scare,
For the sun has begun an awful glare,
And my mans come to get his share,

And all he wants is Sare!

Now don't you give a single care,
For no one will or cannot tear,
A tear for the love that's rarest of rare,
From my man who's after his share,

But all he wants is Sare!