Awrys Spells go Haywire Again
my spells went haywire again, Awry, the teen witch told her friends
Her adventures with spells were diverse, one never ends
Will we know you when we see you? Asked Mareen, a clever buddy.
Time will tell, said the teen witch, but please don’t be a fuddy-duddy.
The friends met up on the streetcorner wondering when she might appear.
She’s here! Sang out Jacqueline. I know that she’s here!
A hat and purse approached them with no head or legs, just arms and feet.
Okay said Awry, the Teen witch. Let’s go Trick-or-Treat.
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