Happy Hee

Happy Hee, a little witch found her forever home in the wilds of Tennessee
It is perfect for me she said, dancing and prancing, perfect for me.
She brought in her familiars, a frog, a crow, a raven, and a cat named Me.
They loved her haunted house and made some scrumptious pumpkin tea.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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