The Curse Or Nemo Me Impune Lacessit
I've Done My Best,Beyond My Means......
But,Still You Act Like A Superior Queen........
You Have No Heart,You Have No Soul........
So,Now It's High Time For You to Go......
"THE CONJURE MAN..'Is Waiting for You'"......
No Time to beg for forgiveness,for it's All Over,and Through......
HIM WORK HIM TRICK,HIM STAMP HIM FOOT.....
HIM MAKE YOU SICK,WITH HOLY ROOTS.....
"THE CONJURE MAN,'PUT A CURSE ON YOU'......"
You cannot run,it's over and through............
I've Done My Best,and You Treat Me Mean.............
NO MORE NEEDS,NOR MONEY GREEN..............
"THE CONJURE MAN...'with red,red,hair........'"
HE PUT IT UNDER THE BASEMENT STAIRS...............
HIM STAMP HIM FOOT,AND WURL AROUND..........
IT'S TIME TO MEET THY MAKER INTO THE GROUND...........
"THE CONJURE MAN 'HE MAKE YOU SICK'"
NO MORE TROUBLE FROM YOU.......THIS TIME IT'S IT..........!
Make Your Peace,You can't break and Run............
'cause
'THE CONJURE MAN 'IS HERE'"...........And I'M Already Gone!
"HIM MOUTH IS WIDE,HIS EYES ARE RED...........
I Won't See You Tomorrow....for 'Like The Others;YOU,TOO....WILL BE DEAD'"!
I've Done All the Good,without a fuss,but A SWEET GRIN............
Still,It's High Time Now,To PAY FOR ALL OF YOUR SINS!
Last,But Not Least......
REST-IN-PEACE!
Copyright © Rita Secrease | Year Posted 2016
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