I had to write some sonnets for English class, so I did one about Celty because I'm that much of a nerd:

Across the sea from isles of green and lore
A headless rider gallops through the town
On a black bike whose tires hit the floor
The neigh of Shooter is the only sound
Through Ikebukuro she rides with grace
An aimless search for that which was taken
The city’s urban legend with no face
Only by war can the head be awakened
A courier, she silently defends
Transporting victims of the city’s evil
A scythe of pure shadow brings to an end
The chaos of all those who’re deceitful
Some call her a monster but they don’t know
Just how human this faerie’s feelings go