A Wigwam for a Goose's Bridle

Enchanted.  I failed the wisdom save 
on multiple occasions, and you, 
you took advantage of having advantage
on ability checks, using loaded dice.
You took advantage of having played before, 
having read the rule book cover to cover, 
and then being the DM anyway. 
You’d always have the last say, 
so I guess if you wanted to charm person, 
I never stood a chance. 
I re-read my session notes. Hindsight
is Truesight. I’d try casting Legend Lore — 
now that I’ve leveled up — but for this
the DM still controls the narrative, 
and I’ll be damned if I still let you control mine.
The spell has ended, and all illusion fades. 
I’m no longer enchanted to meet you, 
no longer wonderstruck, and if I blush
all the way home, it’s from embarrassment.
I could spend forever wondering
if there was any way I could have changed the outcome,
but you’ve taken enough already, 
so I’m taking back my the song, 
along with the narrative.