PG, you are forgetting. Zin laid out the rules, but I am the LAW!

Secondly,

I have been playing the fiddle, you being the fiddle! I am preparing your mind, for our battle, which will occur in the next bout. You will write your verse, knowing, that my verse was a LANDSLIDE! ahead of yours. I am pre-conditioning your loss! Now, please excuse me Peasent Gnome, you are much too short and too poor, to speak in my court!

*Grabs cape and whirls away from the Peasent Gnome!*

*Court applauds the departure of the King, turns back on the Peasent Gnome and throws peanuts at him!*

Exuent.