Persephone, darling, come to me br Dance on the Earth in jollity br And let spring reign supreme once more. br I know you’re bound to Hades’ shore, br But surely you could serve the time on land br With dandelion chains binding your hands? br (If Hades says no, show him a bondage magazine- br The gods are rough, he’ll like that sort of thing.) br Regardless of what it takes to come, br Please do so, and bring back the sun br To toast musty car seats and warm the day. br Right now everything is grey, br And wet, and so damn depressing br That daytime and nightmares begin coalescing br Into a sludge the likes of which the gods never dreamed- br Please, gods, save us, damnèd Queen.