Behold the power, I keep in my hands

Many battles won, my magic, grand!

Villagers come, they seek, no doubt

Their wishes granted, but not without

A promise, to me, they must vow to make

Lest they feel the pain, make no mistake

Into toads, they will change, of this I exhort

I’ll add them to my own human wizard warts

The ones I use freely, to cast dastardly spells

I’ll grant no more wishes, they shall be quelled

Take heed, before journeying, through my land

You’ll feel cruelty, not pity, under my command

 

October Writing Prompt – Wizard Warts – Day 10/31
OctPoWriMo2018

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