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The Teensy Weensy Witch

On All Hallows Eve
As the moon was full
A dainty witch stood
By her cauldron of brew

Her black cat by a fire
Burning the darkest of red
As words from a spell
Danced around in her head

Oh what should she conjure
Maybe a ghoul or a freak
Perhaps a ghost clad in chains
With an ear piercing shriek

Then a thought did arise
Oh this would be fun
From the shelf came some vials
Of dragon scales and wormtongue

See she knew of a man
Who caused her heart such commotion
So in her pot she stirs
One of her best love potions

She'll capture his heart
Make that poor old man swoon
Then she'll whisk him away
Beneath the Harvest Moon


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10-5-04

































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