Disclaimer: The Mortal Instruments series belong to Cassandra Clare.
The Party
Every creature's welcome here,
Do not fret, we do not sneer.
With glitter covered long thick lashes,
Here and there a sharp fang flashes.
Fluttering wings, spilled pixie dust,
It's calling to you, dance you must.
Scratch your back with sharp dark talons,
Be like us, we drink in gallons.
Should you have the guts to dance,
Just put on your rainbow pants.
Our host, you see, is Magnus Bane,
A powerful warlock, not mundane.
The blue potion you should avoid,
Drink it and you'll be annoyed.
So, while we turn guests into rats,
Let's put on our party hats!
A/N: I never read poetry if I can help it… However, it's kind of fun to write.
Magnus is a wonderful character, and he inspired this little thing I call a weird poem.
Take care,
Matylda