I’ll tell ye a tale of a sticky old friend
Is his tale a myth? Well that would depend!
For you see, this fellow is unlike no other!
He has a magic that leaves many in quite the wonder.
He comes from a place that no one dare speak of!
It holds curses and demons that it just can’t shake free of.
The land is decayed and the flowers are withered
There hasn’t been sunshine since the hundred-year blizzard.
The creatures stay hidden amongst nooks and caves
The waters are murky, forever unsaved
That is, until, our magic frog friend
Takes to his broom and begins to transcend.
When he sets upon his broom and into the sky
He casts his spell unto those nearby.
Creatures of all shapes and sizes below
Begin to sparkle in the glimmer of his great shadow
Beneath his broom, flowers flourish and sprout
Animals and creatures start dancing about
This place that was rotten just moments ago
Took to his magic, and started to glow.
The trees start to sway and the wind starts to sing
What enchantment this little frog creature can bring!
The land becomes joyous, the waters now swish,
Tis the magic of our friend, the Sticky Witch.
Named After Beloved Gandalf
Style: Hard enamel
Metal: Black Nickel / Silver
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