she did not have to choose her familiar
she could never decide on a familiar, little McLizzen.
you are a witch! She was chastised by her mother.
Choose a bat, owl, cat, something, said her brother.
He was a wizard and never had trouble making a decision.
Little McLizzen went out to the park to ponder.
She heard a teeny tiny teensy itsy bitsy purr.
Guess who came down and sat after a tiny wander?
She did not have to choose, the kitty chose her.
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