JEALOUSY IS A DISEASE

I curse thee I curse thee I curse thee
the wizened hag screamed, displaying her rotted teeth
Her breath emitted the smell of putridness 
a blackened soul, sucking goodness like a leach
A fair maiden the one, who this god forsaken 
hag had spewed out her evil spell 
N` er would she have a promise of a child 
a life lived without one, would be her living hell
 
On  bended knees the maiden begged the hag 
to change the black magic she inflicted
She would do anything to not have 
to live her life, barren, forever afflicted
The hag filled with envy at the sight 
of the beautiful young lass
Said "I shall grant thee thine wish but thou
will never look again into a looking glass"

"For I will scar thy face... so ugly 
you will be 
No handsome young lad
will  want to, marry thee"
The maiden wept but in solace 
she still had hope to bare a child
Even if she were ugly she still had 
a beautiful loving heart inside

And so it came to pass her hopes 
and dreams all came true 
She met a lad and in time 
a great love grew
He did nt see her scarred face 
just the person within
So he took her hand and asked 
her to marry him.

Two years later they were blessed 
with a bonny boy
Forgotten were the hag the curse 
and her evil ploy.
Jealousy is a disease that​​​​​ eats away inside
the moral of this fable
An ugliness in itself,a curse I 
condemn, as much as I am able...