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I sit suspended in the air
Swinging my legs without a care,
If you`re a Warlock then could be you
I`m waiting here for you to woo.

There`s room upon my broom for you
I`m sure my broom will carry two,
I`ll put a cushion there in fact
So you will have your bits intact.

Snuggle in close and hold on tight
We`ll disappear into the night,
If you want me my Warlock dear
Woo me with words I love to hear.

Whisper sweet nothings in my ear
All the things that I long to hear,
Put your arms around my waist
Then my kisses you can taste.

Now dear Warlock what do you say
In my arms do you want to lay?
If so, you can become my groom
Together we will jump the broom.



copyrightŠ2008 Elsie

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