The Spell

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It's Over

Father Thunder, hear my cry.

Though I love him, he must die.

With another he has lain

By that fact, he must be slain.

Send my Brother Lightning Bolt through his heart

So then even by her so perfect love it cannot again start.

Dear Father, punish him well

And send him staight to Hell.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A spell concocted by a witchy-type friend of mine

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