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A Shamens Prize (the Jinty poem )
You can cast upon me
anytime you like
do your worst c'mon , baby sharpen the spike .
Lets make some potions
earthquakes and explosions
anything at all
anything you like .
Rev up the broomstick
pull out the leather
give the motorbike a good kick
I'll ring the witch hunter
you'll do the tether
I'll stand in front of you
and we can burn together[/font]
in our own pollution
lets tarnish their weather [/font]
give them some intrusion
Then all can watch.
[/font]the smoke of a witch[/font]
through a fork and a pitch
in a medievel forever
as it shall stitch
[/font]open wounds in human error [/font].
and in their own despise
cast upon them the guilt forever
I'd burn in the reflection of their eyes
a recollection of a wonderful demise
a together selection
a shamens prize
However the perception
or lack of comprehension
[/font]for you [/font], its wise
I don't give two
I can only see one
[/font]
of a reflection
its enough to ensue[/font]
no matter the direction
lets cast a spell
lets make the connection
lets give them hell
their own selection.
A witch is what they say
well I like that anyway
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Published 4th Jan 2010
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4th Jan 2010 3:37pm
...for magic myself, Paul - and there's a captivating feel to this with undertones of whimsy which is endearing - although I can't put my finger directly on just why.
4th Jan 2010 5:38pm
Haha maybe its because of the woman thing in it you know . The girl tried to shock me and it didn't and I thought ok then ,cos thats my kind of thing bring it on haha . there's nothing like the odd journey to ixland ay Abra ? thamks mate for reading ...
