
What doth light breaks yonder, tis a visage of beauty, tis a visage of Steiner.
Oh Katrina Steiner, how I wonder where you traipse...
Perhaps you are beyond the hill doth yonder far...
Oh Katrina Steiner... Strong Steiner, Wise Steiner...
Steiner Steiner, Steiner Steiner Steiner,
Steiner.
*Forks over money for good reviews of my beautiful poem.*
I am the Greatest!
