Bobby May Poet Rhyme

Itch Witch Glitch Twitch Not For Contest

I knew a witch who had a glitch
She was itching to make her potion
She twitched and twitched writing it down
Stirring and stirring creating a new blend

Pouring in the Starbucks coffee at the end
Pulling out her broom dripping with
A witches blend of Mocha and Coco
This potion was ready for Glen

That will be $5.95
Please drive through to
The End 

I just realized Starbucks doesn't have a drive though, oh well my bad. LOL

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Gershon Wolf October 11, 2019 at 3:19 PM What an improbably delightful romp, Bobby. I especially loved the finale: Drive through to the end. ~ Scratchin' my itch here in Chicago :)