Mary, Mary
By: Axianna

 

"Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
"How does your garden grow?"
"With silver bells and golden shells,
"All lined up in a row.

"Around the edge, a tiny hedge,
"With spiky leaves and thorns,
"With berries sweet to tempt the meat
"That left their wives, who mourn.

"Up to the site, with all their might,
"They think to win my heart,
"But I am mean and steal the scene;
"I play a perfect part.

"‘Come here to me, be here with me.’
"I tempt them to my side.
"This siren’s song binds all along
"Their soul, with me they ‘bide.

"Serenity, eternity,
"I feed upon their soul
"The bones grow bare, so now beware.
"Your heart is my next goal."

"Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
"How does your garden grow?"
"With gleaming tones of bleached white bones,
"All lined up in a row."

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