Poems

To Be Evil

Your story must start

In a land far away,

You don't have to be smart,

At least that's what they say,

You must be ugly, unwanted, cunning too

You must be against wishes and dreams that might come true

Love the taste of blood, oh no, beware,

Kill the maiden, cheat! No need to be fair.

You must love black

Live in tumbledown places

All doom and despair

And hate pretty faces

Wait! Stop no! You can't forget,

The fairytale certainly cannot end yet!

To be evil you must, certainly ensure,

And they lived happily NEVER after- and there is no cure

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