Mace got run over by a red dragon

Walking home from "Heifer" Christmas Eve

You can say there's no such thing as dragons

But as for me and Lord Fear, we believe

He been drinking Etruscan brandy

And they said for his health they feared

He had forgot his Latin book, and he

stepped out of the portal and disappeared

When they found him Christmas morning

They stared and shouted "Brother Mace!"

They thought he looked a little too toasty

And he had incriminating burn marks on his face

Now we're all proud of Chris and co

They'd been taking the quest quite well

See him in there with lightning rod

Full of success and a leftover spell

It's not Christmas without Macey

And everybody's wearing black

And we can't help but wonder

Should we finish off his brandy

Or should we send it back?

More soon. If you can stand it.