Mooning

Just mooning and buffooning Covertly stepping behind the veil Dancing and prancing under the new moon Burning candles and chanting, leaving no trail Dark, unscrupulous wishes coming soon Now, laughing and frolicking under the full moon When you should be wishing upon a star Daytime you appear as an angel but when night falls you're a goon My, what a selfish, controlling parasite you are Like a fisherman at his favorite pond You insidiously cast your rod of malevolence into the night Reeling in an unwitting victim's essence just for kicks and fun The poor soul didn't even know he was in a fight But this is no fun and games The stark thirst for manipulation and control can be tragic The Universe is watching and recording faces and names Karma is the return to sender of black magic