Abra-cadabra, alaca zoo,
I will kill all of you.
With this new spell, I just can't fail,
this magic has the power of 20 gales.
The elf will complain, the dragon persuade,
but all will be brought down in my evil brigade.
The dwarf, try to kill me, the warlock, convince,
but neither will change my mind from then since.
The water roars, the wind starts to howl,
the fire burns, the creatures growl.
I am the dark wizard, all shall bow down,
unless thou has the thought to drown.
Abra-cadabra, ala-cazam,
now the spell won't work;damn.
A contest entry
- Magical argument by Neophyte.
550 points, ended April 14, 2007, 6 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
KUDOS!!
Comments
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Okay
It was nice, but a couple of the lines were a little off beat. -
I loved the rhythm you created, nice flow.
last line had some nice humor too
thanks for entering -
i have an idea on the last line
unless thou has only the thought to drown.
but this poem rocks!!!
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Hmmm, I wish I were that powerful. People would all burn in the ravaging fires that my soul's hate would forge... but enough of those damn preps!!!
For a contest or no, very good write. You hold your own despite an age difference in many of the people on AP. The rhyming, to me, seemed a little off in the last two lines, but other than that I have no qualms with your write here.
So, all in all, good job!
Much luck,
Silently Raining.
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