The Descendents

The Descendents 

their future was set

Good or Evil at the flip of a dime

no time

to choose.

Their future was set 

no one

could refuse. 

A daughter of a whitch.

Which Whitch you may ask?

However

that does not matter

for the sight

of her green glittering eyes 

her sneeky suspicious smile and

her deadly mother

always within a mile

the Descendents Story 

the one untold

for fairly tails end 

At the villins bend

yet the story unfinished

The tale of the Descendents 

a life of their own

a story to be written

the ending unknown