Witching Whispers (Poem)

The Master of Ceremony with stern voice,

Announces the rules for the wedding choice,

Maidens must carry lighted lamps,

And march in procession with elegant stamps.

But Olorogbo, with evil in his heart,

Plans to tear the kingdom apart,

He wants the maidens for himself,

And plots to put the kingdom on the shelf.

Will the kingdom fall to his wicked scheme,

Or will patience reign supreme?

Only time will tell what fate has in store,

As they face this foe and so much more.