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Sheblanka

Sheblanka had a way with a cauldron that was serious to see She is a distant conjuring cousin to both my step Daddy and me We watched her bring forth monsters that were happy and red She also brought out green ones that had been freshly dead What that woman can do with a cauldron! My mother often said Dancing skeletons were next, they shoved off on a bobsled. Then Dracula’s sister and a Frankenstein who said “please call me Ned.” She is really something! Grandma said with eyes rolling in her head.

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