Where Demons Roam
Another part of story "Where Demons Roam"
Bat wings and Angel dust
old bones that gone to rust
a dish of pectin and herbal roots
swamp water and fresh ground tooth
Clickety Clack run and tell
take this message go pell mell
frogs, toads,birds and bees
take this chant into your trees
deliver the one that can not think
unto this brew he must drink
whispers of a by gone age
chants from this yellowed page
you can't ignore for your not strong
we must undo what you did wrong
time has come you can not roam
you must return now to your home
Copyright © Doris Bounds | Year Posted 2020
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