Month: April 2020

         The End Of Evil? (Part five)

Near where the Wizard and Warlock lived.

There was a Witch about to flip her lid.

“Those two numbskulls are at it again.”

“I have had it with their shenanigans.”

She was talking to her coven of witches.

She had some Voodoo dolls in stitches.

Dressed as the Warlock, and Wizard.

“I’ll shove this pin right in their gizzards.”

When she did they both doubled over in pain.

It hurt so bad they were almost insane.

Both thought the other was behind it.

Yet, nothing they tried indicated that was it.

Mystified, they both rolled on the floor.

Then they finally realized the horror.

A voice came to each from nowhere.

“Knock off your little games or, I’ll swear!!”

“I’ll rip off your balls and feed them to the hogs.”

“Don’t tempt me, or you’ll both lose your tiny logs.”

After that, the pain subsided for both of them.

It was because the witch had pulled out the pins.

Both of them realized it was the witch.

Both said: “Damn, is she a bitch!!”

Things were quiet for several months.

Finally, the Warlock had a hunch.

He contacted the Wizard and said this.

“Are we going to let ‘her’ get away with this?”

“We are great magicians, she is a bitch.”

“We need to get even for her doing this.”

The Wizard said he couldn’t agree more.

But, that he didn’t know how she did such horror.

“I don’t either, but I think I can find out.”

He sent a minion undercover to try & find out.

Within the week the minion had returned.

He was ready to tell all he had learned.

“She was using Voodoo on the both of you.”

“She had dolls made up to look like each of you.”

“When she stuck a pin in each of you felt pain.”

“To do so again, she wouldn’t refrain.”

Both Warlock & Wizard were shocked.

“Voodoo is ‘junk’ magic” they said, half cocked.

“This is treasonous!! She has to be stopped.”

The Warlord overturned his bagels and locks.

They started cooperating to devise a way.

What is coming,—– I’d hate to say.

—————————————R.W. Johnson—–(2020)

         The End Of Evil? (Part four)

After a couple of months, or so,  went by,

the Wizard gave out with a big sigh.

“The Warlock was very crafty with his spell.”

“It is not decreasing any, I can tell.”

“The magic keeps it from mutating.”

“It Just continues replicating.”

“But, to go out & be exposed to the magic,

would quickly be very tragic.”

“I have figured out his matrix & can bring it down.”

“It will destroy itself”, he said with a frown.

“This potion, we can add to our water supply.”

“”Also add it to the well in town. We’ll try.”

“I have devised a magical suit with hood.”

“Binding spells covering it, like it should.”

“One brave acolyte must make the trip.”

“Maybe then, we can put an end to it.”

Several raised their hand.

They were honorable to a man.

One acolyte was sent on his way.

The rest quietly knelt to pray.

The Warlock was in a jovial mood.

“Those sapsuckers are probably running out of food.”

“This is so good that I feel spry.”

“I could do a back flip, if I try.”

He did not know that the Wizard has found an out.

When he does, you will hear him shout.

But, he won’t know for awhile yet.

Meanwhile, the Wizard’s plans are being set.

Exactly what does he have in mind?

I guess we’ll find out the next time.

———————————————R.W. Johnson—–(2020)

         The End Of Evil? (Part three)

The Wizard was checking all the time.

 It was just his frame of mind.

When the minions shot down the balloon,

they had not quite finished misting the gloom.

True, they had emptied all the misters.

But, the last bit was barely a blister.

They hoped it was enough to finish evil for good.

But, somehow, they doubted it really would.

Once the Warlock started getting evil spells to work,

the Wizard knew it was not a quirk.

They had been preparing for the worst.

They knew an active Warlock was a curse.

The Warlock was pissed to his core.

He would not put up with such antics anymore.

He had whipped up several spells to use.

The Wizard had better pray; he will lose.

First, let the Wizard try some quarantine.

It is not as pleasant as it may seem.

The Wizard & his acolytes can suck ass.

Very soon, they will be eating trash.

The Wizard knew something was coming down.

He had put binding spells all around.

“We may be quarantined for awhile.”

“Good thing we are well stocked so we can live in style.”

Sure enough, before the week was out.

The keep lit up trying to keep the evil spells out.

There was no letting up that they could see.

They dug in to wait a long while before they could be free.

What goes around comes around they always say.

Let’s hope they live to see another day.

———————————————————–R.W. Johnson—–(2020)