The Birth of Lady GAGA

          "Seems like a silly way to meet people." said Maker.
          "Quite. There's someone coming." answered Moth.

      The plump school girl dropped her books on the floor and sat at
      a piano. She began to play a waltz. The two Faeries hid in the shadows.
      "What a lovely tune." Moth whispered to Maker. The girl stopped and
      looked about. Maker glared at Moth. She lit a candle. The Sun was setting.
      "We should pick her." Moth whispered to Maker.

      "Alright! Who's in here?" the girl stood up and held the brass candle holder
      to light the corners of the room. The two Faeries were sitting on the music
      stand at the piano. She screamed, but could not run. They were no bigger
      than her thumb and had phosphorus blue eyes. She had to take a closer look.
      Neither Faery had a stitch of clothing and they both had the biggest smiles.

      She giggle at the sight of them. "My name is Stephanie ..." she began.
      "I am Maker and this is my brother Moth. We would like to make a bargain
      with you." the red haired Faery stated. "What sort of bargain?" Stephanie
      was a good Catholic girl and well aware of the Devil.

      "In exchange for your first born we will give you inspiration to be a great musician."
      Maker said proudly. "And a singer and dancer too." Moth added.
      Maker looked at Moth with disapproval. "My father wants me to marry and
      give him many grandchildren. I can't be a gypsy performer. My father would
      never allow it." Stephanie looked stern.

      Moth flew about the girl's yellow bell gown and stripped her to her tights.
      Stephanie screamed .. Maker cast a spell over her and her scream turned to
      a melody. Her voice had the range of an operatic singer, but she felt a
      voodoo rhythm rising in her. Her body convulsed as she sprang onto the
      the piano .. "What am I doing?" Stephanie gasped as her fingers were beating
      on the keyboard.

      Maker sat on her shoulder,  "You are Lady GaGa."
      "Whoa-whoa-oh! Yah-Yah-Rah-Rah!" Stephanie could not control the words she
      spoke. Her hair fell down over her face as she continued to flay at the keyboard.
      "You will have legions of followers." Moth said, sitting on the girl's other
      shoulder. Stephanie bared her teeth and growled, "Yah! Yah!"
      A strong wind blew into the room a group of gypsy dancers, who took
      the girl into their caravan.

      This was the birth of Lady GaGa in 1827.
      She is possessed by Maker and Moth.
      She must sing and dance naked through the streets.
      Her first born will be a changeling.
     
      She was enchanted
      in the year of the Cherokee Constitution .

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