The heavens are hers
She wished them so
Deities have heard & bestowed

Simple desire & request
She doesn’t give up her soul
That’s for when lovers grow old

Peace of those who have served right
Blessings to those who’ve brought delight
Well wishes for those vile instead of spite

Pity the weaker who try to cause strife
The ones wielding a double edged knife
Quickly find themselves in the afterlife

Bountiful wills befalls her way
No more worries of each & every day
Able to eat the foods unpoisoned from GMO decay

The heavens are hers
She wished them so
Deities have heard & bestowed

She’s given what she’s been owed; gold!

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