BMN02
EMPLOYEE NO. 1313
DATE: 2-13-2020
FILE REFERENCE: BMN02
TOTAL: $1.7
Once again, Miss. Bad has left us a poem upon her check, though coffee might have been spilled upon it—at least a speck. If her words are to ring true, and her kin from one plane flew. And should logic follow suit, Mr. Inn took a northern route. This leaves us with two more regions unknown, though some hints were left by the crone. A place where swans are lined with gold, and place where toads are bold. If I had to wager a guess, it wouldn’t be long before we see their mess. And to hint and connections most prideful, the cause of Quebec might indeed be spiteful. Though I was unaware she was with child, it would seem her babe’s powers are rather wild.
S.O.T.
Miss Bad: Babe of Lucifer with locks of gold,
Half-Prince unleashing horrors fourfold.
To the north where Ravens fly,
To the south where the Golden Swan lies,
To the east where the Princess and her toad plots,
And in the west we Crows circle the ersatz.
Yet, do not blame your kin ‘n youth,
For the man in gold cuffs knows the truth.
He too seeks the prize in and at the End,
My advice would be to trust your friends.
E.O.T.