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My Curse
Red eyes glow, stare at me in the shadows Right near the jack-o-lanterns of the night I can hear wicked cackling of a witch As she stirs in eyes of newt for insight On wooden fence walks a weary black cat Not seeing my presence where I’m nearby Superstition gets the best of me here I shoo him off so I may not be shy I approach the witch to rid of my curse One I’ve surely suffered since I was born I get behind her and try for her neck But she vanishes into smoke, I squirm I turn to walk away from this dark scene When skeletons come up from the cursed ground They all run to me, I’m frozen in fear I don’t know what to do, I look around Just then I’m grabbed by rabid skeletons The witch reappears looking rather mad Laughing she takes some of the potion there Swallows it all, looking fearful I’m had I can’t run, she comes to me with anger Now quite serious is her torn up face Black cat now hisses at my trembling feet The next second I find myself disgraced I am face to face next to the black cat And I noticed, I too am a witch’s pet I meow as I am cursed even more now I hiss, hoping some petting I will get Russell Sivey
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