One Night While Hunting for Faeries and Witches and Wizards to Kill

One night while hunting for fairies

And witches and wizards to kill

I came across a hole in a tree in the forest

I climbed inside the tree hole with small fear

And loaded my gun

I should have heeded that small fear

I walked towards the wizard’s cave shooting to

Shoot out his wizard brains

With a wave of his hand he created a force field

My bullets all ricocheting, bouncing around his old cave

One of them shot through my temple

And severed my eyes

Blinded by my own gun I got up

And turned around to run

Stumbling and tripping I fell blooded on the ground

The wizard and fairies and witches all came with their

Medicines to my side

They sprinkled some frog dust on my face

I saw death’s face, but somehow his bad grip let me go

I awoke in a strange room with new eyes and that’s

When I saw her