A Poem for a MagicDuel Christmas

Bored gave a belch
To honour his meal
But now rather ill
Is how he would feel

Bored tries to move
But his feet refuse
Because naughty boy Bootes
Has stolen his shoes

Bootes scampers off
With I am Bored’s sole
He started to bury
The shoes in a hole

Perro came bounding
And dug the shoes up
Bootes took up chase
Of the mischievous pup