Oct 2017
The beast and the fool the star of the game ready, set, pay to rid the toxic, to live without restrain.
Done, done and over the jesters eyes big and older, standing still The fool knowing the order. Clever, quiet, listening Patiently ready to wait.
The jester knew this tired game and playfully asked the beast to come down the hall, she used her magic and made him crawl,
The beast down on all fours, rolling around, his back up and face down making himself happy reciting the lyrics of the jesters sound.
The beast roared as he helped himself the jester silence watching in disbelief how selfish his lies, how deep his deceit.
The jester let the beast show her door as he thought he had won once more… The jester took a leap as she needed him to think…
1. Sweet and all fun.
2. He wanted to eat, say anything to get his treat
3. Stuffed, full and cold: tired from his chore then his anger would start to bore.
Click, click, click. One. Two. Three.
The plan fell into place, the jester watched the motion repetitive like waves of the ocean. Predictable as the morning sun.
Now the joker was ready to run. Her eyes filled with tears, The beast set the joker free as if came up with the idea all alone.
The jester was thought to be the fool, playing the games, anything to please, Her words did not matter, as she was his joke
She watched the beasts face beam full and bright to dark and hidden like a moon on a crisp October night.
She started the count down knowing the steps of what would come next and the fool clever in all of her jest.
Shocked at how easy it was to predict, the spell drifted over like the clock struck twevle the beast turned cold making sure he had the power to behold.
Repeating his roar over and over again. The jester continued to run, away so fast, grabbing everything to never look back.
She rid anything that had his mark knowing the beast never consume her space as he knew his doomed lonely fate.
She runs so far away. She did not come to play.
She came to put an end to all, letting him do. So easy to push her so far away using her rules the beast did totally play.
She runs so hard, so fast, so far. She never ever Will he used for tricks and treats for this **** boy beast has had his last feast.
Done, done and over the jesters eyes big and older, standing still The fool knowing the order. Clever, quiet, listening Patiently ready to wait.
The jester knew this tired game and playfully asked the beast to come down the hall, she used her magic and made him crawl,
The beast down on all fours, rolling around, his back up and face down making himself happy reciting the lyrics of the jesters sound.
The beast roared as he helped himself the jester silence watching in disbelief how selfish his lies, how deep his deceit.
The jester let the beast show her door as he thought he had won once more… The jester took a leap as she needed him to think…
1. Sweet and all fun.
2. He wanted to eat, say anything to get his treat
3. Stuffed, full and cold: tired from his chore then his anger would start to bore.
Click, click, click. One. Two. Three.
The plan fell into place, the jester watched the motion repetitive like waves of the ocean. Predictable as the morning sun.
Now the joker was ready to run. Her eyes filled with tears, The beast set the joker free as if came up with the idea all alone.
The jester was thought to be the fool, playing the games, anything to please, Her words did not matter, as she was his joke
She watched the beasts face beam full and bright to dark and hidden like a moon on a crisp October night.
She started the count down knowing the steps of what would come next and the fool clever in all of her jest.
Shocked at how easy it was to predict, the spell drifted over like the clock struck twevle the beast turned cold making sure he had the power to behold.
Repeating his roar over and over again. The jester continued to run, away so fast, grabbing everything to never look back.
She rid anything that had his mark knowing the beast never consume her space as he knew his doomed lonely fate.
She runs so far away. She did not come to play.
She came to put an end to all, letting him do. So easy to push her so far away using her rules the beast did totally play.
She runs so hard, so fast, so far. She never ever Will he used for tricks and treats for this **** boy beast has had his last feast.
