Start Mischief
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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