THE WITCH AND THE WOMANIZER
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That'll learn him durn him.
It seems head witch Della,
Had a yen for a fella,
Who considered himself a catch.
He thought to woo her,
And then just to lose her,
But in Della he'd met his match.
Although she was smitten,
She's no new born kitten,
And she's been down this road before.
Knew he was a user,
Had heard his accusers,
And this little witch knew the score.
It wasn't long,
Before he sang his song,
To another who'd caught his eye,
But she too was a witch,
And a bit of a snitch,
And told Della they shared the same guy.
He'd thought he'd keep her guessin',
But she taught him a lesson,
And never a tear did she cry.
Her heart filled with anger,
His life now in danger,
She'd cast her spell by and by.
His pleading she rejects,
For he is an insect,
And she won't forgive him his lies.
Now all who see him,
Refuse to receive him.
He's no longer a man, he's a fly.
Copyright © Judy Ball | Year Posted 2018