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I read my book and cast my spell
It all comes from the bowels of hell,
If I were you I`d be afraid
For you don`t know what I have made.

`Hubble bubble toil and trouble`
That is mild for this is double,
The earth is not prepared for this
For it may create a great abyss.

The outcome may be quite severe
All your souls may disappear
Down into the bowels of the earth
This would give me so much mirth.

Now you will have to wait and see
Just what your fate is going to be,
Now my spell is almost complete
So hang on tight there in your seat.

copyrightę2019 Elsie

Elsie`s Poetry ~*~ Poet5170

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