• Four was prophecy,
    each would bring gifts,
    Assuming more importance,
    over six and seven.

    Four from all,
    clockwise manors,
    Beyond the closet,
    they preyed,
    Fanaticism through each,
    pour of mind.


    One,
    came first,
    Eyes like dinner plates,
    faced flies indiscriminately,
    While ravens hung,
    on stiffs,
    Horse shoe punctured,
    holes,
    lingering finger bite marks.

    Two in fancy wardrobe,
    duality fanged poison,
    Dripped maggots,
    mold and decay,
    million needled,
    Spread these pricks,
    into pure waters,
    deformed bubonic.

    Third red will,
    bled through,
    A petrified stake,
    and cannon sounds,
    glorified it's gallop,
    They fall to pray,
    murderer and joker alike,
    in one blood.

    Fourth finale,
    simple in task,
    Taking then leaving,
    simple in nature,
    With river boat,
    no soul unworthy,
    It will last,
    with bells,
    upon no more.