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He Had Dreamed of This Witch

He had dreamed of a witch who was exceedingly curvy. She had all her teeth, shiny hair, and not a sign of scurvy. She had a heart of gold, and her familiar was not a cat but a dog. He saw her float by on Hollow’s Eve in a dusty pretty smoke like smog. She is gorgeous! He told his cousin who had come to visit him. But you are way too shy to ask her to the ball, said his cousin Jim. Jim was not too shy, so he asked the witch to attend the Harvest tea. But she said, “No offense, but I have not been dreaming of thee.” So, guess who ended up with the girl, after all. It happened the eve of the prettiest harvest ball. They were happy forever for the rest of their life. He was now married to the most adorable wife!

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