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About This Poem
The Witch, Warlock, and Raven
The wind blows
Through the dark forest
Where they reside
The witch and the warlock
Fierce in their evil ways
One holding a skull
The other with a spell book
Looking for victims
When a black raven
Comes by their evil sides
Wanting to curse
A curse for those unwary
Bringing hate to their souls
The pain they inflict
The witch, warlock, and raven
Hurts for a long time
Russell Sivey
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