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She mutters
She mutters at night, she whispers, she is a snitch,
She is a witch, no one can deny or refute this!

Her eyes, the moon, her hair, the stars, her magic,
Cast spells and brew potions, no one can trick!

She walks silently, with a broomstick in her hand,
Her hat, black, and dress, long, eyes penetrating the land!

The villagers accuse her of holding an evil power,
She only chuckles, knowing she's beyond their lower!

For beneath the scent of herbs and spices and tons of sage,
She holds a magical force that is the envy of every mage!

Her heart filled with pure intentions and good will,
She's a snitch solely to prevent others from swallowing the bitter pill!

Foes beware, for she never leaves loose ends,
And snitches to prevent harms and make amends!

So let them mutter, let them whisper, and let them be,
For she knows her worth, and she's proud to be!

A true witch and a snitch, virtues rarely blend,
Yet, she's a force to be reckoned with, till the end!
© Japheth