Wednesday, September 14, 2011

The boon.

Unto thee I give this boon
A curse perhaps? We will know soon
What your person wants, what deserveth thee
Perhaps a curse? Soon we will see

Not to forebode a sticky end
The merest chance, it must be kenned
For the means to this blight we might upend
So what would warrant a sticky end?

Have you villains? Have you foes?
Tell us now that we may know
The boon sees what you will not say
Should you from good purposefully stray
The boon will rear an ugly head
Morph to curse, then you'll be dead

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