Spells Spun From a Drunk Pen
The dark witch laughed as she held a drunk pen
Which she used to write spells without pity
Spells that are out of whack in the open
She can’t align her papers perfectly
Her powers are evil and shown darkly
But the fun the pen sure had shows this day
The spells falter and fail, dissolve away
The sputter of a wand after the spell
Messes up and coughs up evil today
She sure finds herself in a lot of hell
Russell Sivey
Was an entry into Joann Grisetti's Drunk Pen contest
But found out it had to be Free Verse, Narrative, or Prose
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2012
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