(A short poem dedicated to every Game of Thrones/ A Song of Ice and Fire fan still left in the world. I don't care if the last two seasons of the show sucked and the books aren't finished - I love the world of Westeros and the characters who live within it)

(No particular reason I'm posting this. Just had a flash of inspiration. And the 10th anniversary of the show was a few weeks ago, so this is mildly topical)

(Enjoy)

The song of ice and fire is sung, and shall be sung again.
Of dark and light, of death and life, of snow and sand and rain.
When the dream of summer comes and goes, and the winds of winter sound.
In the game of thrones, you win or you die - there is no middle ground.