What poem do you want today?
Let’s pray with the pen.
“Most High,” I’ll say,
Then you come in,

“How ’bout a tale of terrible good
That turned to wonderful bad?
The lawless romance of red and blue
And the royal color their love grew?
Storms pouring souls?
A boy living with trolls?
A hopeful ghost in chains!
The girl with sun in her veins!
Polar bars giving rides
With tygers as our guides
To this riddle filled riot!”

It sounds like you should write it.