One night, there were a lot of people around the pole outside the Silvermoon Inn. So I thought it would be high-time for the pole to say something. So, fair people of Haven, enjoy the: "Ode of the Silvermoon Pole." Also, not sure if this would be IC or OOC, so marking it OOC. Enjoy!
I don’t know my parents
Or even my own name.
But here I stand through thick and thin
Through all kinds of weather
Many have been in my presence,
Yet few fingers linger upon my form.