An adaptation, for Teacake
"O Muse, tell of
The woman diverse in wisdom,
And much, in her life, with sorrow.
She helped, with her might, to have the Array fall,
The Caretaker's Array with its meaning, Array seen sadly by destiny.
His divinely built wall stood no more.
This woman wandered from planet to planet,
Observing as she went from place to place.
The ways of men and aliens she noted, how their lives were.
Oh, the spaces in tumult that she contested were innumerable,
And the ground beans, well roasted, she drank were countless."