User:Badpenny
Something Wicked This Way Comes
Ray Bradbury
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...
