Witch & Dawg: A Spellbound Pact
The following story first appeared on Drops of Ink followed shortly after on here. Please check out Phoebes site.

Ernie Dawg
364 days of the year you converse with a lady sharing laughter and hope
But on hallowed eve the spell she produces leaves me trying to cope
My favorite red-headed beauty mixing potions for the night of fright
Dressed like a sexy vixen and laughing all throughout the mystical night
The prompt she is using to cook up another potion of obtaining control
Would have a purebred Ernie Dawg wagging his tail, lying down in a roll
While this sounds crazy it's completely easy to grasp and understand
The witch from the west is named Phoebe and here is a sample of her plan.
Phoebe
364 days you live unscathed, oblivious to what I weave,
but tonight the veil is thin, and weβll see what you believe.
I smile and stir the pot, my eyes on you with a subtle gleam,
you think you know this game, my dear, but Iβm the queen of every scheme.
A flicker here, a whisper there, I draw you close without a fight,
youβre mesmerized by every spell, enchanted by the moonlit night.
You see a playful witch, all charm, but power hums beneath my skin,
one snap, youβre mineβno turning backβthe real magic soon begins.
Do you feel it now, the pulse, the pull, surrendering to my sweet command?
Each laugh, each word, each glance I give, a step inside my wicked plan.
Your defenses crumble at my touch, your heart is trapped beneath my spell,
and you, dear Ernie Dawg, are but a pawn in this enchanting carousel.
Once this witch has marked her prey, no mortal man can ever flee,
Iβll haunt you still, year after year, till you beg to stay with me.
Ernie Dawg
As I wag my tail and bark, I have no control of my mind
I am stuck running in circles trying not to remain blind
The spell of a playful witch, such as comes from the west
Really went and did it, my will is not up to matching her test
And so this spell winds down from this mystical witch Queen
I can now look away from her beautiful but subtle gleam
And sharing a collaboration with the master of Drops of Ink
Is pretty damn fun according to what this ol' dawg sure thinks

A special thanx to Phoebe, a true artist whose words inspired this poem to blossom.

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