Felix Folcrum

~the portal opens, and everything begins

Concocted in mainly older times

One drink to pave the folded lines

Some offer a paisley warm affair

Twice captures the soft words from the air

(You'll see that you find all your endeavors succeed)

One potion at a time

Taking chances with windows down

Good luck is all the time

Good luck is a payment bound to spell

Once broken your fate can never tell

Two dice they lay there on the shelf

Next full moon werewolf come from hell

Waiting on a table waiting for the phone

Waiting on a cable waiting for the tone

Waiting on a table waiting for the tone

It seems to me I get to sleep

Nothing leaves me alone

No one needs a fallacy

Someone keep me at home now

~felix drinks the good luck potion~