The world of myth is a mysterious place
Stories of heroes, villains, and monsters with more than one face
Gods that give birth through their heads
Or souls that have risen from the dead
Devils that feed on fear
Or a king with a golden touch that he held dear
A trickster holds the power of a god
And a woman that is turned into a spider, that is not odd
From gold apples with a bright shine
For beings that are quite devine
Myths will always be there
It will be there for the wisdom and lessons to share

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