The wizard’s apprentice was working,
\nas his master often made him,
\non gathering herbs and cooking meals
\nand whatever else he bade him.<\/p>\n
So much was the apprentice’s labor
\nthat he seldom had time for sleep.
\nwhile his master slept in a nice warm bed,
\nhe had to bed down with the sheep.<\/p>\n
One day while the Wizard was brewing
\na particularly potent brew,
\nthe wizard’s apprentice snook off for a nap
\nfor only a moment or two.<\/p>\n
He woke up to hear an angry voice
\ncalling out his name.
\nIt was the voice of the wizard, saying
\n“Boy! get me some wolf bane!”<\/p>\n
“We are out of it” the boy replied,
\n“will Saint John’s Wort suffice?”
\n“NO!” said the wizard “go get some,
\nand don’t make me tell you twice!”<\/p>\n
So the weary young apprentice
\nwent out in the woods to find
\nthe magical ingredient,
\nbefore his master lost his mind.<\/p>\n
While out in the woods he spotted
\na wolf bane plant he sought
\nbut its leaves were dry and withered
\n‘this will have to do’, he thought.<\/p>\n
So he gathered up the wolf bane
\nand took it back to the mage.
\nbut when the wizard saw it
\nhe nearly went into a rage.<\/p>\n
“You call this wolf bane, you thick-headed lunk?
\n’tis nothing but dry leaves and sticks.
\ngo and get me another, boy,
\nand for your sake, make it quick!”<\/p>\n
At this the boy turned angry
\nand his courage boiled over his head.
\n“Why should I work so hard for you?”
\nsaid the boy, though he trembled in dread.<\/p>\n
The wizard scowled at him fiercely.
\n“dare you question me?” he spoke.
\n“do you not know what I’ll do to you,
\nif you think this is some kind of joke?”<\/p>\n
“I do not!” the boy answered,
\n“but I do have some complaints.
\nI haven’t slept in so very long
\nI am almost ready to faint.”<\/p>\n
“You promised me you would teach me,
\nas long as i did behave.
\nbut so far all have done with me
\nis use me for a slave.”<\/p>\n
“You make me gather, you make me cook,
\nyou make me feed all your stock.
\nyou make me write ’til my fingers bleed
\nand my head feels like a big rock.”<\/p>\n
“When will you teach me some magic?”
\nsaid the apprentice, expecting a blow,
\nbut the wizard’s eyes were kinder as
\nhe said “There’s something you should know.”<\/p>\n
“I HAVE been teaching you magic,
\nthough you didn’t see it then.
\nbut give me a minute to explain
\nand I shall show you when.”<\/p>\n
“Remember when i taught you to cook
\nand to follow a recipe?
\nI was teaching you how to make potions
\nit is all the same, you see.”<\/p>\n
“And when I taught you to gather
\nthe roots and herbs that I use,
\nI was teaching you to identify them
\nand know the best ones to choose.”<\/p>\n
And when i taught you to handle
\nall the different kinds of beasts,
\nI was teaching you be patient,
\na lesson you’ve learned the least.”<\/p>\n
“And when I made you write and recite
\nthose poems that made you so bored,
\ni was teaching you how to scribe your spells
\nand how to store and record.”<\/p>\n
“Being a wizard’s not all fun and games
\nit’s work, and a great deal of that!
\ndid you think it was all cute little tricks
\nand wearing a pointed hat?”<\/p>\n
“Before you even start with the spells
\nyou must know what you are doing.
\ntoo little knowledge is dangerous
\nand well could be your undoing!”<\/p>\n
“Now go and get me some wolf bane,
\na good one this time, please,”
\nand the humbled apprentice went back to the woods
\na little weak in the knees.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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