A book so magick, with tales of old,
With sacred scripts, prayers be told.
A religion in words, of spells we cast,
Bound up in leather, so it will last.
A book so sacred, with rules to guide,
With sacred words, written with pride.
A life we lead, with love and trust,
Kept from all evil, that is a must.
A book so religious, with power of sight,
With sacred pages, with our rite.
A path to follow, no harm is done,
No harm done to, our words have begun.
A book of power, with paper and ink,
With sacred thoughts, makes you think.
A way of life, that is constant learning,
The wheel of life, which is forever turning
A book so pure, with no evil content,
With sacred images, no harm intent.
A right of reference, not used to teach,
For a religious book, it does not preach.