The Lady Selyse has a mustache on her face
So it’s not crazy that she’s seen rarely by His Grace
Yet kings must have children even if they lack Florent taste
The solution is obvious, it is such a clear case
That Shireen’s real father, is her best friend Patchface
by Grumpkin Ahai
no one likes stannis
robert doesn’t like stannis
renly doesn’t like stannis
selyce doesn’t like her hubby stannis
shireen likes her papa stannis
but stannis doesn’t like shireen
stannis doesn’t like stannis
melisandre doesn’t like stannis
she’s just using him
for azor ahai prophecy
also for sex
maybe davos likes stannis
but no one likes davos
except maybe his kids
but they all die
A fellow poet on tumblr!
(Here, in the privacy of his own rooms, the horrifically misunderstood, mocked, and abused poet patchface un bosoms himself—his pain, his alienation, and his undying lust for a very special lady. )
They call me a fool,
The ladies and knights so bold
Laugh as I giggle and drool
And leave me out in the cold
But a love a woman, in truth
As fair as fair could be
I try to tell her the depths of my devotion
But her poor blind eyes will not see
For she is beholden to a man with eyes of blue
And hair as black as the night
And as he grinds his teeth I weep
And hope, and pray to someday take flight
But alas! The woman will not take my love
Nor will she flee with me
And I speak, of course, of the beautiful one
That most exquisitely of mustached Queens— Selyse!
By Queen Cersei I
