The Sorcerer's Eerie Skull
Dug out of an Etruscan crypt,
the sorcerer's eerie skull
will be used for an evil act...
amid lightening, darkness and gull.
The lad with frightened eyes screams
while they chant rhymes of a dead witch,
" Don't let me die...loose the ropes, please! "
she pleads to the tall High Priest Mitch.
Wandering wolves smell fresh blood,
the first drop stains her white gown...
they grunt not afraid of the man in hood,
or of the gruesomeness of his frown.
He lifts the eerie skull without any sheen...
the wolves attack that sorcerer so mean!
Saga
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2012
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