From Deputy Fiction Addiction.
Abra Cadabra, what's in his hat?
No rabbit, no dove,
Just lots of Sqweegel love?
Abra Cadabra, what's up his sleeve?
No hankies, no flowers,
What about Dark's latest hours?
As the wheel of fortune spins, what it lands on is unknown. Peace and love could be readily had - or death and destruction could be haunting every move you make. But follow these wise words my friend; avoid he who speaks through metal teeth, for those who encounter him do not live to see fortune turn their way.
From Deputy Angelique.
