'cross the sea, a hex i blow
and in a dogged eye did bind
misfortune that the curse would fall
upon this hound in both eyes blind
to maim the man who broke my heart
i soothed from far the sightless dog
but this hex had a harder route
through raucous waves and soupy fog
when mist became the canine's view
she lunged with teeth & eyes gloss white
a bite sunk in his leg bone deep
cursed my curse met the wrong man tonight.