Do Not Try the Mandoon Juice
She was a faerie girl,
A princess.
A jewel among the gardens.
She dazzled and flitted and
We all marveled at her friendliness
And ***** and sass.
Until the elf monster spied her,
And wanted her all to himself.
She got hooked on his mandoon juice,
And her personality changed.
She was sullen and angry, and she
No longer flitted. We kept waiting for
The faerie princess girl to return, but
She had been taken to a dark, dismal
Place that became her new truth,
And was now her home.
Never try the mandoon juices. It has
A bite that is swift and angry and often
Forever.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2018
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