Long, long ago
Pluto was revered as a God
Not some ordinary God
But the God of Wealth
Now hear me now

Wealth turned an Underworldly hound
Pluto No longer the God of Wealth
Now the God of the Underworld
No longer had Love
Just the company of his Underworldly hound

How did he end up so?
Love accursed him
Pandora did unto him
The curse of the Underworld

Fauna was her name
Fairest as the Fae
Flaming more than the Phoenix
Beauty that rivaled Athena
Fauna was his love

Pluto was his name
Strong as the Giants
Flowing more than the Pegasi
Looks that rivaled Zeus
Pluto was her love
Star crossed Gods
Bound unto the other by sacred oath
‘Till Pluto wronged Pandora

Wealth turned an Underworldly hound
Pluto No longer the God of Wealth
Now the God of the Underworld
No longer had Love
Just the company of his Underworldly hound

Pandora not one to be wrong
Sang Pluto her song
“Wealth turn to an Underworldly hound
Pluto No longer God of Wealth
Do not fear you shall have your health,
Now, Pluto, God of the Underworld. No longer will you have Love
Just the company of this Underworldly hound. Now sink into the ground with this hound
Not to be released unless maiden finds your flower. She then will be with you if she eats a crumb of Underworld sustenance.”
With that Pluto was cast to the Underworld

Fauna cried “Pluto…” and left. Leaving him
Pluto howled in Fury… She left him
He established his palace
Made of magma and obsidian
Waiting to be found by a Mortal Maiden