Fate of the Dark Lord, Version I
How we love The Chosen One
Each one believing she’ll get the job done,
Each led by a Wizard White;
Each one earnest, and not too bright.
How we love someone whose prize
Will be achieved when Yours Truly dies.
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Behold the Ancient Prophecy!
Which predicts, most obnoxiously
That at the demise of mine and me
All others will live happily.
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Dark Lord? Dark Lord? Gods, I am bored
Why can’t he vanish of his own accord?
He started talking, and the rest of us snored
Boring, boring, bore, Dark Lord!
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Quest For The Enchanted Club
Enchanted swords? Surely you jest.
Of enchanted weapons, clubs are best.
It won’t suck out your opponent’s soul,
Nor in their chest leave a giant hole,
But when its magic starts to crackle
It’s even more useful than spackle
For should its sorcery cease to work,
You can still head-crack the opposing jerk.
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If you’re up for a little mischief,
Why not date a Kender?
Better yet, in my experience,
Just hit it with your fender.
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Is defeating a Dragon difficult
or painful?
I don’t know.
All I needed was patience
and a spray bottle
the size
of Idaho.
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