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[bodytext] => ______________________ Dancing across dawns colorless face Clad in red shawl and slippers gold She recalled her fall from grace When she met a man so bold He grinned and kissed her pale white hand In meadow by the firelight His sharp blue eyes were a surprise On one so swarthy and so dark He pulled her close as they danced Heat did rise in smoky arc Innocence didn’t stand a chance In the devil’s hungry arms She failed to see his evil heart Willingly she gave up her charms To lay within his warm embrace He promised her undying love Her tender rose he sought to taste In dark of night they were wed She wept for all that she had lost And when she woke the devil said You danced with the devil now pay the cost For now you are my lawful wife She fell upon her bended knees He laughed a hollow hateful sound As she begged for him to set her free She snatched up a broom and spun around I’ll not mend or cook for thee But torment you with unending talk, Hardboiled frogs and bitter tea He rocked back in dismayed shock His bride had turned into a crone To make his life a living hell Unless he set her free to roam Of his deeds she would surely tell Warn fair maids away from bonfires bright Burning in mid summer night [comments] => 5 [counter] => 191 [topic] => 40 [informant] => merry [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => fantasy )
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