The Pagan and the Marble
Once upon a time…
there was a Pagan and a Marble
It was no regular thing
as it was something to Marval
As it journeyed across the ocean to reach her
It was named Transcontinental
It was bright and shiny and sparkly
Like new fillings crafted from a dental
She used her witchcraft to make it a thing
her cats enjoyed to play with
They would bat it and roll it
and spin it in a drift
But when she played the game of marbles
Transcontinental was the best
As it would leave the circle
Upon the shooter giving it heavy jest
The Pagan loved this marble
because it was gifted from a friend
And for the fun she’d would have with it
Never seemed to end
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