Turning my Familiar into a Liberty Bell
Mable Bee the magnificent invited us to her house for a spell
I am going to turn my familiar into a liberty bell.
Allasha allushia alligawee and quick
She swizzled her wand with a kind of a flick
Her black cat was still a cat, but purple you see
She pretended it was her plan all along, Mable Bee
The rest of us remembered she had failed spells 101 at school
But we kept our voices silent, for that is the unwritten witch rule.
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