One Man Banned
Hear the music,
be the dancer,
never seek the necromancer
swing away to Northern counties
where they have no written bounties
on your head
though you can't clear it
all that's left is sword and spirit.
Don't return until I call you,
something magic may befall you.
Evil seeks to hold your hand,
now you are the one man banned,
until Merlin waves his wand
and brings you home,
you must be gone.
Copyright © Johnette Loefgren | Year Posted 2006
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