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Crumbs Witch Sleeps Soundly

Deep inside a witch’s cave resides an old-school witch. Crumbs Witch despises the sniveling excuse for Halloween Humans present on the Thirty-first of October month. She prefers genuine Halloween celebrated by the witch’s council. Furious bonfire popping and cackling greets the guests as they arrive On old-fashioned broomsticks without the mess of dyes and tattoos. Old school witches not messing their brooms up with new gadgets. They greet each other with fist bumps, shoulder rubs and power zaps. Crumbs Witch begs them to go back to their old magical ways. To bury their I-pads, so they can return to their ancestral ways. Old school witches sing ancient songs and cackle around the fire. It is her favorite night ever! Crumbs Witch sleeps soundly, feeling alive again. Not realizing the rest of the witches are playing word games on their I-pads, making fun of her behind her snoring back.

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