{"id":2252,"date":"2020-10-06T11:43:25","date_gmt":"2020-10-06T15:43:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=2252"},"modified":"2022-01-14T19:26:16","modified_gmt":"2022-01-15T00:26:16","slug":"marco-the-magnificent","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=2252","title":{"rendered":"Marco the Magnificent"},"content":{"rendered":"

Marco the Magnificent<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n

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He was named Marco the Magnificent on the day he was born, a very apt name you could tell.<\/span><\/p>\n

Though he could not yet talk, with a wave of his hand, he could summon his wants with a spell.<\/span><\/p>\n

Not like witches would brew in a cauldron filled through with all sorts of mysterious things.<\/span><\/p>\n

But with thoughts of great charms and a movement of arms, he\u2019d produce gifts that were fit for kings.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

As Marco grew older his creations got bolder and requests he accepted were great<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cMake a toy\u201d, \u201cMake me strong\u201d, \u201cMake me write a new song\u201d. \u201cMake me anything quick I can\u2019t wait.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

And he did, make it all, whether big or quite small, and charged such a minimal price.<\/span><\/p>\n

For he was just a kid and enjoyed what he did and for all, he just acted quite nice.<\/span><\/p>\n

But then came the day, he was twenty they say, that a man came to him and did tell.<\/span><\/p>\n

You make trinkets for all, but for me, come this Fall, I want armies and weapons as well.<\/span><\/p>\n

For I plan to use power, make this country cower, and become the new king of the land.<\/span><\/p>\n

Let them all bow to me, let them beg, let them plea, let them worship the ground where I stand.<\/span><\/p>\n

Marco, kind though he was, he did not like this cause, this man had an evil desire.<\/span><\/p>\n

Should he do as was told, or refuse and be bold, he stood still and began to perspire.<\/span><\/p>\n

But the man sensing fear knew that victory was near, as he pulled out a very sharp knife.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

The man he did gloat, the knife to Marco’s throat, \u201cGive me all that I ask or your life\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Marco thought good and hard, as he played his last card, \u201cI will do as you ask\u201d he explained.<\/span><\/p>\n

He\u2019d come up with a plan, the man loosened his hand, and then Marco he felt less restrained<\/span><\/p>\n

With a thought in his head, he broke loose and then said, as his hand pointed down to the ground.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019ll have armies galore, and great strength on the floor, as you crawl as an ant and get crowned.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

And so it was done, not that it was much fun, his joy to create had now gone<\/span><\/p>\n

Creating\u2019s no thrill when it\u2019s things that can kill, and you\u2019re asked to do things that are wrong.<\/span><\/p>\n

Now Marco is old and the truth can be told that he doesn\u2019t cast spells anymore.<\/span><\/p>\n

He just sits in his home and rarely does roam, where he lives by himself near the shore.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Marco the Lame is his only used name, which he feels now suits him quite well\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

For he cares not for fame, it was only a game, till it got to be more than a spell.<\/span><\/p>\n

When you do things for less, there are those that will guess, you are easy to trick, They are cruel.<\/span><\/p>\n

Though it\u2019s better to let them deserve what they get, best do nothing, and don\u2019t be their tool.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

So take care all you folk, for this tale is no joke, teach your child when quite young to beware<\/span><\/p>\n

And before someone dies, just like Marco be wise, and do not create things from thin air.<\/span><\/p>\n

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