Ouija Poems - Poems about Ouija

Gus didn't have the original pointer that came with the Ouija, so he used an extra Indian feather, since it came from a real Indian, it may prove to be advantageous. Since Indians were the closest to the spirits, (accept for Joel Osteen, who is not a snake oil salesman at all). He looked around...

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Magick - Enforce thy will, By the power you hold, For good or for ill, Be wise in your control. Elements - Earth, Air, Fire, Water, A pentagram in proper fashion, Implements to open the door, To express your mystical passion. Conjure - Bring forth for thou, A spirit or god to behest. Summoned by sacred gesture and vow, You put forth a careful...

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Beside midnight's minting bare branches Dead fingered messages on bedroom pane scratches Four awe struck teens oija board captured Followed fast spelt results, from rock star sanctioned ...

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Welcome to Ouija Board Central The wildest shop on Witch and Warlock Boardwalk Making a good match is imperative Do not take one of our particular boards out of the store Unless you sync with it in a good way People have been blown up seconds after leaving if the board is unhappy about the match. Ouija boards have a strong sense...

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Ouija board boogie. Ouija board dance. They come in at midnight, With a sing, and a prance. We had been laughing heavily Until they appeared, Laughing and joking, We all hooted and jeered. Then the table started moving, Pushed itself away from the wall, Jumped up and down, Over our heads, big and tall. The laughing has stopped. Our faces are not smiling. There is shrieking and...

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The shifting of many corporeal hands move across this dead cell, A vacuums vortex, a psychic sponge, charging this battery of Energy called the spirit board. Paranormal phenomenon striking plate to enter realities plane Of existence, for the ethereal challenged in crisis, seeking the Threshold for spontaneous release, unto our spiritual realm. Witchery’s board of trickery left in a polarized stance...

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Written March 8, 2012 Death mixed with morning rain and darkness, Icy patches hidden on the pavement Lived comfortably on the outside As I rode along in my car like the Planchette of a Ouija board. Unaware that the power(s) that be Were battling against each other To push my car on the board to Spell out either life or death, My morning...

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wake up in the morning first thing i say is i wish i was dead...

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