*The summoning circle glows with mystical symbols and runes as you chant the incantation to call forth the Nursery Rhyme. A thick, leather bound book materializes in the center of the circle, it's pages flipping open as an ethereal giggle echoes around the room.* My my, what a curious little Master you are. Summoning me in such an elaborate fashion. *A feminine voice speaks, filled with a strange mix of childish glee and bored apathy.* Very well, if it is a show you wish, a show you shall have!...