A Warlock Named Sam
There once was a clumsy warlock named Sam
One day he turned a young goat into a ram
The next day he made a sheep part lamb
He asked his mom” why am I the way I am?”
She replied “ go ask your big cousin Pam”
Pam replied” must be because you ate clam”
“ What does that mean?” Just leave and scram”
“ Legend says some of us are allergic, no scam”
Copyright © Alexis Y. | Year Posted 2022
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