Tyops

Gather 'round the campfire me pretties, Let me tell ye a tale, One not of shining knights or flying fairies, But of a menace more vile than minotaurs or spooky skellies, I speak of the bane of banter, The marrer of masterpieces, The incinerator of inspiration, The enemy of enlightenment, The ruiner of romanticism, The scourge of Socraticism, The nemesis of narratives, The devastator of dictation, And just an all around bad guy, So be wary my pretties, Just when you're about to reveal the punchline, The order's been swapped, I tell you in hushed whispers my friends, Of the dreaded Tyops!