"Emmy! How many times did I ever warn you?" King Coral says. As they are walking in the market place of The Jewels Kingdoms at Christmas Eve in the middle of the festive celebration with songs of "Santa Clause Is Coming To Town".

"No Daddy! You never entail how much it would make me blue." Emmy answers.

"This sorcerer of yours shall be hanged by tomorrow."

"I don't know whatever you say shall never turn this Kingdom sorrow."

"What will I ever doooooo. Without a girl like youuuuuu."

"I don't know. You should fortell! since you don't know that fortune tellerrrrrrr."

"Well to be said my little princess. This ugly sorcery will manifest." Coral struggles.

"I don't know Daddy, my treasured. But it seems to be so true."

"Now I beg thee take a step back, before the wars of twist."

"No Daddy; she keeps on warning; telling me to beware."

"I am the warner, you shall believe me! And I will never make you care."

"But Daddy it seems so luscious; this very ball of hers."

"Come on child! Let me tell you about how your fortune only kills." The gorgeous looking black sorcerer in purple beems at Emerald with her lovely magic ball; as she rubs it tight, smiling at Emerald sneakily.

"I beg thee! Tell me what's going on in this magic ball of yours." Emerald cries in her red shiny sixties cut dress, with wild blue yonder shoes and Golden hair tied in a bun upwards like a storyteller.

"Come on Princess! It only costs a dollar to shed these lovely tears of yours." The sorcerer says.

"No! I demand you return with me. This ugly sorcerer will murder our kingdom at once." Coral grabs Emmy's hand as he fixes his coral golden crown from falling. "we are returning home at once; since you've never ever learned! Mama teaches you to never listen to sinister foretelling at the trend."

"But Daddy please I beg thee to let me listen. I want to warn myself. I need a recognition." Emerald's deep brown eyes shine with uncaculated trust.

"Come on, my sweet little baby." The sorcerer demands with her fingers in a snake like dancing motion. "you shall be granted a wish of a baby.

 Just look down at the ball and you will see the crazy

Odd little thinkers what will do to you

If you just blink an eye it will make it true

Travel to the future and you shall see

Two little princess out of thee

They fight, they quarrel right at the stake

But love isn't enough, nor it will take

One of them will beg you

The second one will kill you……….."

"Enough of this nonsense!" Coral thunders; hurrying Emerald away and down inside the tunnel away from the scene. "This fortuneteller will never look at thee."

"But Daddy, please she's about to tell." Emerald cried.

"This fortunetelling will be hanged at the bell." Coral orders. "Guaaaaards! Collect right at my feet!

And I shall tell you how to treat a treat

Remember how mothers warn you

Right at your stew

How you shall never dig your future

Right before a rapture

We shall prevent this sorcerer from telling

And make people mad at her own selling

Now! right now! hang her at the bell

I shall never wait for tomorrow, nor will I tell!"

"Yes Sir! Yes Sir! We are at your call." The army of random Jewels ranging from pearls to honey dews cramp at the King's orders. "We will make it possible right at your door

Please forgive the impudence

Right Your Majesty

At the constant substance

She is feeding to thee

We shall hang her

We shall bang her

Right at your orders

We are ready like candles

Tick tuc tick tuc! Prepare the golden bell!

Release all the commoners out of hell!

Let them see let them witness

The fake doers of happiness

So they all will learn

How to seclude a pain

"We shall learn! We shall learn!" cried all the commoners. "At these rustiy doors of the Kingdom's pain

We shall never regret

This fortune which about to hit

Its own self

Within thyself

We will stand by the side

Our Kings truest guide

Princess Emmy shall never ever listen

To a threatening bird whistling right at the kitten

We know we understand

How easy to kill a brand

This fortuneteller shall be hanged at once

And we will never spare anyone who counts at once

Be patient beware

Out of the stare

Of fortunetelling, now it never cares

But we care since Emmy dares

Up to the truth

About fortunetelling, inside a phone's booth

Hit it once hit once!

Rap the rod right at once!

Let her become the talk

Out of the walk

We'll never ever spare

Someone who shall never care

Hail to the KING hail to the KINGDOM

Be my witness right at the harlem"

"Lord have mercy! Please a second chance!" yelled the sorcerer as the guards wrapped the rod around her neck. "I'll become a commoner right at once."

"Please Daddy, please Dadddy!" cried Emmy. "Give a chance."

"I shall never wait right at the lance." Ordered the King as guards have pulled the rope and just hung her.

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