Poison

If you hate them so truly

And wish to cause harm,

I'll give you a curse

That you must follow true.

To give them this hatred,

Here's what you must do:

Grab an essence of nightshade.

2 teaspoons peeled flesh.

A dewdrop of hemlock.

What's next.

Oh, what's next?

4 freshly pried nails

Ground down to fine dust.

Sprinkle it in

And curse them with spite.

They started this cycle

So end it tonight.

Boil the brew

Till crimson is seen.

Add rat tail,

Lizard tongue,

A poisoned oak leaf.

Some rancid old milk.

Chunky, that reeks.

Now you must mix this.

Blend it all in.

Slip teaspoons to those

You want to curse true.

Give it to all

You think might hate you.

Try and bring hate

To those that cause grief.

But once you begin

You must see it through.

If you had it tried.

If you done it true.

You will have poison

Left just for you.

Because my dear,

Oh my dear,

Curses come with a price.

This concoction you've made

With all of your hate

Is the poison that spreads,

That brings death to all friends.

And the person who hurts

At the end of the day,

Is the person who holds

All of this hate.

So you've made all this poison.

There's still a lot left.

You've boiled and brewed it.

My dear,

Drink to your death.

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