Sleep with a knife under your bed

Sleep with a knife under your bed, my dear

You never know what comes in at night

To take me away from the one I love

Forever embittered upon that taverened cave.

Sleep with a gun under your bed, my dear

Loaded, cocked and ready for scuffles

Burglars would have seconds thoughts if they

See dead bodies lying by our yard at day

Sleep with a rope under your bed, my dear

After we play our kinky games

We’ll rope ourselves together as one

To fend off the whores we seek to break us apart

Sleep with some poison under your bed, my dear

God knows if the kids’d get them

Make sure to taste some of it

If you don’t, you may just find yourself in tears.

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CARD DRAWN:

ACE OF SWORDS

THIS IS THE TAROT CHALLENGE, a 78-day writing challenge where everyday I pick out a random card from my tarot deck and write something about, against, inspired by, based on the card by the day’s end. The works can range from poetry to fiction to drama. When the card is from the major arcana, the title of the work should be the card name. When the card is from the minor arcana, the title can be different but the card drawn should be revealed at the end.

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