On a Rp forum someone requested this poem about summoners. Another Final Fantasy job class.

Summoner

Standing in a holy temple.

With a swipe of my staff I summon.

A beasts and spirits of powerful magnitude.

They are blessing of the gods.

These powerful apparitions shall sent blessing.

For am I a summoner.

I was picked to do this.It is my destiny to save the world.

By going on an epic quest.

Trying to convey spirits to join my cause.

My magic abilities aren't to bad.

Venerable I am.

I am worshiped like a demigoddess.