Daily to BWS I've drift in and out,
reading then posting my words all about.

I too stopped in to see any new rhiming,
but not a word was found, in o one was chiming.

I also went blank, had nothin to rhime,
at that time I would have made a good mime.

Then low and behold when I stopped by today,
I see that our Jabber had something to say.

She says she is checking to see what we've done,
knowing she's watching just adds to the fun.

So here is my contribution for the week my dear,
a little ditty I composed while drinking A&W diet Root Beer.
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Once there was an ugly old crow,
she was truly gruesome but she didn't know.

A sorceress had removed all mirrors you see,
she wanted the peasants to see a make believe she.

Upon their heads she put a curse,
they could not see anytnhing beautiful, with gold in their purse.

She told them to give her all that they had,
and she would lift the curse and make them glad.

Finally the true inner beauty of the peasants shown through,
but the sorceress remained the same, there was nothing she could do.

The peasants could then see all of their friends,
but when they looked upon her, their screams had no end.

Finally the hag glazed at her reflection,
but no spell or magic could change the perception.

The sorceress stayed cursed, she'd remain an ugly old thing,
while the peasants danced around, at last happy to laugh and sing...

The End...