Midnight Mirror
Generation, slide like land?
Fall into the sea?
Toil, tamarind! Much is planned!
So then, file my plea!
Weather, looking bad of late.
Volcanic my hate!
Cross the world or just the strait?
Better set the date!
Thunder, roll above us all!
Floodwaters to rise!
Fate and Fortune, fill the hall!
He who seeks the prize:
Here is one last riddle!
Nothing is to last?
Play, O second fiddle?
Goblin, ghoul, and ghast.
Yellow as the sky on Mars?
Get them when they come!
Flicker, harpsichord! Thy stars!
Deadly beats the drum!
Wall atop the northern waste?
How bad does it taste?
Nighttime women, staying chaste?
Turkey, long for baste?
Calibrate! Do not be late!
Suffer from it first?
Garment white as powder! Bait!
Plans of foemen burst!
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