Tonight the wine flows free and fast
Drunk and reeling, every ghoul and ghast
I’ll slip them holy water to swill at last
So their doom their quaffs shall carry
As they sadly recall lives gone and past
Lost times when they were merry— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) July 7, 2019
The blood it drips from dragon chin
Hungrily welcoming is her grin
And if the meal she desires to earn
Doth her gentle overtures spurn
There’s always the waiting fire within— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) July 7, 2019
Roused to dark passion, she
In tone of cold malignity
Quoth
“I am come to bring doom to thee.”— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) July 8, 2019