By Barry Topham
LATIN! the one language that I never grasped
God, how I wish that I'd listened in class.
The secrets before me, but what do they mean,
I glance at Carno's body (so bony and lean!)
These word's in this book just beat me to heck,
But wait, whats that, around your neck.
A stone, some glass and Rosemary beads,
What do I do now - do you expect me to bleed?
WOW I think I can make out a word,
Stand in the circle, say this chant to be heard.
'Tollete dolorem', how do you pronounce that?
A couple more seconds and the door will be flat.
Pushing and bashing, trying to get in,
How can I think with that God awful din.
A green light appears, spinning around,
My voice is rising above all that sound.
'Abite tu male' - too little, too late,
Don't let me die here, this can't be my fate.
I feel it's presence, I feel it's hate,
The spell is working, death will have to wait.
Into the book and back to the church,
The front door opens slowly and then with a lurch.
I walk down the front steps as if they weren't there,
If I fall now I don't really care.
I stayed and I fought and I tried to be strong,
Now it is time to be running along.
I am weak and now I begin to feel pain,
But I know that I won't be going,
Back in there again.
If they knock this house down, I will be glad,
Because as long as it stays there,
My heart will be sad.
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