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Once, inquisitors would torture a witch and strip her naked down to the last stitch. And fear in the people reached fever pitch encouraged by the clergy and the rich. It's like scratching that unreachable itch crushing skulls of succubus that bewitch. And procuring an informant or snitch the church used faith as a means to enrich. Burnt alive or hug, so's to watch them twitch practiced for centuries with naught a glitch. Finally, attitudes began to switch and today, witches fill an occult niche. With a witch, an itch, a glitch, and a twitch, the war on women runs without a hitch. Subjugated women are labeled B*tch raped murdered and disposed of in a ditch. (Monorhyme) 10/24/2019 Itch, witch, glitch or twitch Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Nina Parmenter

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Date: 10/24/2019 11:29:00 AM
Emile, WOW, this is truly amazing, a Fav for me !
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Date: 10/24/2019 12:05:00 PM
Thanks Constance, I appreciate your support my friend, Emile.