BOOPIE

By moonlit eve, with words I chant,
Let strength and might be mine to plant.
Muscles sculpted, sinew strong,
A metamorphosis that shan"t be wrong.
From wisps of dreams to brawny frame,
I shed the past, embrace my aim.
With brawn and vigor, let me rise,
A newfound power within my eyes.
Transform this vessel, oh ancient power,
Grant me muscles, hour by hour.
From slender form to powerful frame,
This spell I cast, in strength"s sweet name.
Through sweat and toil, I shall attain,
The might and force that will remain.
A muscular man, I now become,
With this enchanted verse, it is done.