You say "Jump!"
I reply "How high?"
You say "Fly!"
I reply "I'll try."
You say "Stay"
I reply "Forever here."
You say "Love."
I reply "I do!"
I ask "My worth to you?"
You reply "2.5 percent."
My three headed dragon all in a bloom,
nipping at your heels as you walk away from my fume.
The turbulence of wrath leaving a bitter taste in the air,
as I clutched to a lock of your hair.
2.5% I repeat,
my voodoo will start at your feet.
One part by one part you shall shrink
until you are small enough to drink.