The Dark Curse Of The Monkey's Paw Poem by Shaun Cronick

Go on touch it simply hold it,
Three wishes it'll grant you.
A monkey's paw from east India,
Three wishes of foolish taboo.

You have been woefully warned,
Touch it and wish if you dare.
Then your three joyous wishes,
Will become your darkest nightmare.

Oh! Believe me I so resentfully know,
I made my wishes only two years ago.
A young man in his fearless prime,
Of that man a blind crippled shadow.

So take heed of my dolour warning,
Or unwisely ignore if you choose to.
Whatever you decide to do next,
Is so fatefully down to you...