Some might wonder what the worst possible misuse of the Petrarchan conceit might be... And lo' Billiot has sprung forth from my hindbrain like a twisted muse! Ugh, what the hell is this... Trust me, I tried really hard to shove it back there... To my hindbrain, that is, but it didn't fit! So now you chumps have to suffer as I did.

Is this the last we shall hear of Billiot? Perhaps... But perhaps not! Where is your "God" now, foolish mammals!?