The Witch And The Man Poem by Sina Farajzadeh

An ugly girl came to a man,
Asked her for some help and bill,
The man angrily said how do you know that I can
Give you what you will,
Your face has not the beauty,
Yet your heart may have no purity,
The witch said your hand then
Shall not catch any coin or cash,
Spelled some words to him
And for him made the life so dim,
From then to now the man regrets
For what he needs or sets
Has no profit and fun
The time he gets money it always run,
The witch never came back,
The man's life really lack
The pleasure, happines and the laugh
Which never appeared in his lips, even in half.