Gumption

With a hitch in my get-along which set me wrong my get-up-and-go is sadly misplaced it done got up and went cannot be traced it's really too tragic my mojo is spent I need someone who versed in voodoo will weave their magic do some hoodoo come through with the juju who'll hand me an amulet give me a charm which won't go amiss so I draw no harm with a little gris-gris to take up the slack and make sure my moxie is right back on track
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