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Not too much to say I’ll keep it concise, just stuff that energy inside my hat; There is trouble in witch’s paradise; But as they say I’ve got a spell for that; I may seem to be a bit mild mannered, do not discount the fire in my cauldron; Magick always runs by its own standard, the heart of the caster simply stirs on; Sending chaos will ensure it comes back, receiving no less than equal treatment; This is not just filling up a smokestack, what I said is exactly what I meant; Be kind and you will know what is coming, start mischief that is what you are getting.

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