Pandora and Her Box
Their once was a girl of lets say one and twenty
Here looks were good and were of plenty.For she was of the god king born
Though not to her mother he was sworn.
A box was given to her soon
Which was not to be opened or she was doomed.
She one day found the pull to strong
And fled to the box and threw the thong.
The lid flew high and to her surprise
All the world's troubles were held inside.
They all streaked out in a rush of fury
Old age, and death and costs to bury.
And finally when the dash was through
Hope was still there as good as new.
She found the tie and sealed it shut
So hope as it was would never give up.
So remember when the pull is too strong
Retie the knot that holds the thong.
The thing to remember sure as that;
Curiosity killed the cat.
They say that satisfaction brought it back
But do you think Pandora liked all that?