Edgar lives inside this jar; he's thirty-six years old
He knows the past and future, should you wish your fortune told
Some caution may be needed as his powers are so strong
That he'll shape your fate to suit his whims, although he knows it's wrong
He can't resist intruding - how he loves to watch us struggle
Like puppets on his strings while life's twists and turns we juggle
Be careful what you ask him: Edgar's joy comes from your sorrows
Then from ending all the pain he brings by stealing your tomorrows
About Me
- David D.
- I'm a writer for theatre, film, television, print and new media, living and working in Toronto, Canada.