Mystic Household-
If witches,
Would wash dishes
On continue to continue to clean the house
Just what would become of the dead mouse
Warlock staggering falls on the floor
A drunken spirit consumes his soul
It's Saturday. bath night
Children trolls cleansed now sleeping right
As the goblins prey, they say grool night
Written By James Edward Lee Sr. ©2021
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