His
last wish was a doozy
At
first excitement filled him like a child,
He
ran with digit blazing all he met,
In
truth his eyes became a trifle wild,
His
garments weren't a heavy burden yet.
His
humor lasted till his faithful dog,
Returning
from a happy garden run,
Leaped
to his arms and suddenly, Oh God!
Was
cold, and seemed to weigh at least a ton.
Realization
came to him at last,
He
knew half of his deadly error now,
The
rest he learned when he would take repast,
He
wished most grievously to eat, but how?
Tears
flooded from his eyes, he wailed, he moaned,
No
angel, god, or devil came to call,
He
feared the godlike power he'd been loaned,
For
he was only mortal, after all.
He
blindly crawled an endless bed of gold,
Transforming
all into a precious death,
They
found him, brought him things to hold,
Until
his body drew its final breath.
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