An Ode to Good Luck

The moon is high

Like catnip focused tigers eye

Electric mayhem controls the airwaves

It’s time for a cleansing

The scent of sage

The feeling of mushiness and Jimmy Page

Coffee runs through my veins

Giving energy like a cleansing rain
I am a violet being of violet fire

The purity that God desires

Wizards are not Warlocks

We need to make the hate stop

So light Merlin’s way

With moonlight or solar array

The Violet Fire is here to rearrange
I am a violet being of violet fire

The purity that God desires

Mystics marvel at the way the planets align

Evil Men try and control Time

Shifting Shape

And smashing plates

I gird myself against thee with strontium and copper fire-scapes

Because I am a violet being of Violet fire

The purity that God desires

I hear His call with bunny ears

And chase down savage fear

With Antelope quickness

Be quick to grant forgiveness

But remember that Mother Earth always bears witness

Let love burn in your heart

Let your lips deal amethyst kisses

Dream fearless

Divine the truth

Feel Alive

And in times of trouble

Recite this rhyme

I am a violet being of Violet fire

The purity that God desires

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