To pluck a flower dainty
The Darkest Lord,
Must bend at knee!
Hades did - to take Persephone!
But awaits backlash from afar
Much akin - the rage of Demeter!
Plucking the flower – a shame,
An act - so very mundane
For the Dark Lord’s pride insane,
It indeed acts as a bane!
Alas, oh poor entity
Sacrificing thy very nature –
For something so petty,
A folly, oh so bizarre –
Day and night the servants toil,
Lest their Master’s act may foil!
But in the end, it’s all futile;
The Dark Lord thus, takes another exile!