Disclaimer: I don't own anything from Wheel of Time. All I own are my strange interpretations of Robert Jordan's wonderful creation.

AN: Some of my rhymes don't really rhyme. I realize that. Deal with it. This website is being dumb and deleting my spacing, so a bold letter starts a new stanza.

Tuon, dear Tuon,

What you cannot seem to grasp,

Is that Mat's monsters are real,

While your omens are crap.

Mat's seen the foxes,

Mat's talked to the snakes,

Mat's seen true prophecies,

All you've heard are fakes.

So listen to Mat,

And learn a thing or two,

About how to separate the lies,

From that which is true.

Give Mat some respect,

Broaden your narrow mind,

Your fool Seanchan portents,

No longer apply.

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