From Mother Goose to You- a Couplet, Curse, or Two.
*Use responsibly, and remember, NO action is without consiquence.*
There was a man, he went mad,
He jumped into a paper bag;
The paper bag was too narrow,
He jumped into a wheelbarrow;
The wheelbarrow took on fire,
He jumped into a cow byre;
The cow byre was too nasty;
He jumped into an apple pasty;
The apple pasty was too sweet,
He jumped into Chester-le-Street;
Chester-le-Street was full of stones,
He fell down and broke his bones.
This is a spell in which a person’s Prosperity will begin to diminish with time until a certain idea is realized, in which the curse will end itself.
The words “dead” at the end are not to be used to the detriment of the person but as a reward (I.e. death to the curse).
For example, say there is a particularly well off person that has achieved his success through direct theft. This spell would continue to worsen until the person “realizes the error of their ways”.
There was a man of double deed
Sowed his garden full of seed.
When the seed began to grow,
‘Twas like a garden full of snow;
When the snow began to melt,
'Twas like a ship without a belt;
When the ship began to sail,
'Twas like a bird without a tail;
When the bird began to fly,
'Twas like an eagle in the sky;
When the sky began to roar,
'Twas like a lion at the door;
When the door began to crack,
'Twas like a stick across my back;
When my back began to smart,
'Twas like a penknife in my heart;
When my heart began to bleed,
'Twas death and death and death indeed.
“For Want of a Nail” Curse:
This curse involves the taking of something seemly insignificant to cause a greater downfall. Example: Take someone’s pencil and carve their name into it.
For want of a nail the shoe was lost.
For want of a shoe the horse was lost.
For want of a horse the rider was lost.
For want of a rider the message was lost.
For want of a message the battle was lost.
For want of a battle the kingdom was lost.
And all for the want of a horseshoe nail.
A Spell to End a Spat by Which You are a Neutral Party:
Tweedledum and Tweedledee
For Tweedledum said Tweedledee
Had spoiled his nice new rattle.
Just then flew down a monstrous crow,
As black as a tar-barrel;
Which frightened both the heroes so,
They quite forgot their quarrel.
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