User:Badpenny

Something Wicked This Way Comes

</br>Ray Bradbury</br>

Crystal water turns to dark </br> Where ere its presence leaves its mark </br> And boiling currents pound like drums </br> When something wicked this way comes... </br></br> A presence dark invades the fair </br> And gives the horses ample scare </br> Chaos rains and panic fills the air </br> When something wicked this way comes... </br></br> Ill winds mark its fearsome flight,</br> And autumn branches creak with fright.</br> The landscape turns to ashen crumbs,</br> When something wicked this way comes... </br></br> Flowers bloom as black as night </br> Removing color from your sight </br> Nightmarish vines block your way </br> Thorns reach out to catch their prey </br></br> And by the pricking of your thumbs </br> Realize that their poison numbs </br> From frightful blooms, rank odors seep </br> Bats & beasties fly & creep </br> Cross this evil land, ill winds blow </br> Despite the darkness, mushrooms glow </br> All will rot & decompose</br> For something wicked this way grows...</br></br></br>