Patented Great Hunt Poem #382b

East Lansing hails the king!
Who sights a special thing
In heroes big or wise
To net the Hunt surprise
What better way to rule you see
Than by ancient meritocracy?!

Poobah, Judge, Hunter, Vault
Quest for glory, show your salt!

On the eve of the Great Hunt
Most folks are loudly blunt
'Ray for my team, strong and mighty
Sad for yours, bug-eyed and flighty
The gods upon my winners stroke
On yours up high they laugh and joke'

Poobah, Hunter, Vault and Judge
Let the best not 'back a smudge

A team could do some worse
Than to span the multiverse
In search of trinket-bubble
Owned by holy-trouble!
I'd love to go, to meet the fear
Can't... too busy, so from my bum I'll cheer

Hunter, Judge, Vault and Poobah
Ring the bells and blow the tuba

		- Zender Haaf