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)