Petals In The Grass
Witchery
Catching my attention
With a sonic boom
She cast her spell
From across the room
No unbecoming warts
No pointed hat
No scary laugh
And no black cat
No pot of gruel
No evil curses
No wrinkled skin
And no dark verses
No eating children
No flying broom
But she cast her spell
From across the room
With a sonic boom
She cast her spell
From across the room
No unbecoming warts
No pointed hat
No scary laugh
And no black cat
No pot of gruel
No evil curses
No wrinkled skin
And no dark verses
No eating children
No flying broom
But she cast her spell
From across the room
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