Witchcraft
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Two drops of blood a pinch of fur
In the pot she started to stir
Then a magic word
That none of us heard
We wondered what next would occur
The boiling water was scary
A monster ugly and hairy
We were all afraid
For what had she made
It was just a green canary
Copyright © Bill Baker | Year Posted 2024
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