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the witch
#WritcoPoemPrompt119
The long dim shadows,
Of surrounding trees,
The hooting sound of an owl,
With enchanting whispers of the breeze, a witch flying threw the trees ,her knees buckled on her broom flying down causing doom, run fast don't look back it's the witch she going to give you a wack with her magic wand of curses she's gonna get all your purses and enter some curses
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© Betty Miller
The long dim shadows,
Of surrounding trees,
The hooting sound of an owl,
With enchanting whispers of the breeze, a witch flying threw the trees ,her knees buckled on her broom flying down causing doom, run fast don't look back it's the witch she going to give you a wack with her magic wand of curses she's gonna get all your purses and enter some curses
© All Rights Reserve
© Betty Miller
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