Reflections of My Heart

Count Mickey Ray

            Has Tea With

            The Three Witchkateers

To invite me in for tea

            Wow how gracious are these three

            With a giant grin on my face

            It's over to the three witchkateers place

As I enter their estate grounds

            Dark spooky grave yard I have found

            The front of this estate is wondrous to see

            These howling sounds bring comfort to me

            Pleasing as the graveyard seems to be

            The house is creepy even for me

I approach the home of the witches three

            You will never guess, what I now see

            Yes very pleasing, I can not lie

            A nice pair of knockers catches my eye

            Door knockers that is

I grab those Knockers, they growl and sneer

            Well there's the mummy, of the three witchkateers

            Mummy I guess, has been invited for tea

            How delightful, looks like a great party to me

            Mummy may be wrapped a bit to tight

            I can just tell, by the way she is dancing tonight

I knock on the door, they welcome me in

            Their all in a good mood, I can tell by the grins

            Wow nice legs and what a great place

            Have some tea, the three offer with such grace

            I must admit, it sure tasted a little funny

            There was soon a problem deep in my tummy

I headed for the door, I sure felt real funny

            I politely waved goodbye, yes even to their mummy

            Through the graveyard and across town I did dash

            I hoped I could make it home, as I passed some gas

            I felt funny and knew I must soon go

            But I feel strange, somewhat like a scarecrow

I hoped I could hide, yes get out of site

            I'll have to go here, it'll be all right

            I don't know what was in that tea

            They are out to get me, yes all three

            What they have turned me into, I do not know

            It's plain to me, that I now must go

There is just one thing I would like to know

            Is this the first time for you

            to be mooned by a scarecrow

SORRY FOLKS

            IT SEEMS I HAVE MADE

            A MESS ON THE LAWN

I send my love, hugs for the whole bunch

            I'm just real glad, I didn't stay for lunch

By

            Ray Hamilton

            Not a poet and I know it!

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