Baby Ninja Jane Poem by Saint Cynosure

In summer has the rain began,
so did the clouds of thunder.
Lightning strikes lit up the night,
and from earth did rise a wonder.
A child of bold and mighty strength,
a fearless little warrior.
That all the town had waited for,
to confront its destroyer.
An evil beast that without cease,
struck fear into their hearts.
They had not seen the moon for years,
for fear of very dark.
This fearless one that came about,
to bring the peace they've been without,
was a blessing all the same.
The prophecy had been fulfilled,
the baby ninja Jane...