**Play this Audio while reading**  Also don’t read if you care about SPOILERS.


The rebel lords of this place must call me “your grace”
And let me replace a dragon to the throne, see how they’ve grown.
You hear the hooves, I make the moves with all the armies.
The back of Drogon, spittin flames is where you find me (what?)
The back of Drogon, takin’ names my crew’s behind me (huh)
no questions askin’, spears flashin’, war horns blastin’
But I just can’t quit.
“Cause one of these nobles Dany got to creep with
Sleep with, but let’s still keep it secret, why not
Why blow up the plot cause we both got hot
Now check it, I got more game than Ned and in the bed
Believe me sweety I got enough to feed the needy
No need to be greedy I got mad friends, defends
against the betrayers, true marchin’ slayers
Night King comes over time to take over.
Tell your friends to jump on this beast with me, because right now we’ve got to flee.

“I love it when you call me Khaleesi”
Smoke rising in the air, as if you had a prayer
“I love it when you call me Khaleesi”
To all the eunuchs rockin’ tunics killing masters like Punics*
“I love it when you call me Khaleesi”
If you have a scythe up in your waist please don’t carve up the place (Why?)
‘Cause, if you bend the knee tonight, then we’ll be making some babies, maybe.

Straight up honey really I’m askin’
Most of these beggas think they be mackin’ but they actin’
Who they attractin’ with that line, “What’s your name, what’s your bloodline?”
Butcher them like swine, I have come to take what’s mine.
I will sit the iron throne, who you be with
I’m not always hostile, spare you with a smile,
you gon’ be here for a while? I’m gonna call my crew
You go call your crew.
We can rendezvous at the wall with our two
Armies to lead, and our enemies will bleed
Unsullied up front, and they can take the brunt
You know we the best show on the telly; we Machiavelli
No commercial break, during the escape
Gon’ have to wait for a few ’cause in a few we gon’ do
What we came to do, Ain’t that right boo (true)
Forget the telly we just go to the crib
We feelin’ groovy, like a dirty movie, Bran watches while you do me.

“I love it when you call me Khaleesi”
Smoke rising in the air, as if you had a prayer
“I love it when you call me Khaleesi”
To all the eunuchs rockin’ tunics killing masters like punics
“I love it when you call me Khaleesi”
If you have a scythe up in your waist please don’t carve up the place (Why?)
‘Cause, if you bend the knee tonight, then we’ll be making some babies, maybe.

(How you livin’ Dragon Queen)
In war-camps and castles, wearin’ tassels, freein’ vassals and it feels stupendous
Tremendous scheme, burn a traitor and a dream.
still tote hear Tarley and Dickon’s Screams (What?)
Stoppin’ foes, smokin’ knights and all o’ those
That stand oppose and shows all a dragon knows.
A foolish pleasure, whatever
Siftin’ the ashes for the treasure, the loss is hard to measure
However, living better now, broken fetters now
It is known, we sail from Dragonstone

Honey check it, could have flown but now we alone
And yea, we gon’ bone before we retake the iron throne
Aight? Is that Aight with you? Yeah, keep bangin’

“I love it when you call me Khaleesi”
Smoke rising in the air, as if you had a prayer
“I love it when you call me Khaleesi”
To all the eunuchs rockin’ tunics killing masters like Punics
“I love it when you call me Khaleesi”
If you have a scythe up in your waist please don’t carve up the place (Why?)
‘Cause, if you bend the knee tonight, then we’ll be making some babies, maybe.


  • In case you can’t tell, this work is a parody of George RR Martin’s Game of Thrones set to the tune (and many of the rhymes) of “I Love it When You Call Me Big Poppa” by Biggie Smalls.

*I’ll be honest, this rhyme doesn’t make any sense, but the Punic Wars were a real thing… and it rhymes with eunuch.


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