Oh, Some men have a little wand, and at these men we laugh

And some men hang off of their waist a full-fledged Battlestaff.

But of all the weapons, oh, to make a woman rave,

'Tis the sight of a High Elemenstor's long thick El'menstave.

Though many powerful weapons have been held by many men

An elemenstave has an eldritch and even epic knob on the end.

And when he gets all riled up, out of that epic mast--

Yes, ye best get out of the way of that mast's mighty blast.

Oh, long and smooth and slender, with a mighty knob on top

Tis the mighty Elemenstave will make any woman stop,

oh, in her tracks to take a look at the eldritch, epic sight,

And wonder how that staff would feel, oh, in her hands tonight!

Yes, some men have a tiny wand, and at these men we laugh.

And some men have hanging from their waist a big old battlestaff.

A Fancy Man, he likes'em all, but if you ask him what he'll crave

It's the sight of a strapping El'menstor with a big hard El'menstave!

Oh, what do I, you're asking me, what weapon do I wield?

When my blood's been hot, you want to know, what is it I've revealed?

When I came across a succubus, how did I make her behave?

She surrendered as soon as she saw my big-knobbed Elemenstave!

Yes, I am a High Elemenstor, and let there be no doubt,

If ye want to see the knob I have, there's one way to find out.

Just come around me room tonight, and madam, if you're brave

Then tonight, you can be on the end of my long Elemenstave!

-- Taken from Book 6: Nightstand's Peril