Warlock Who Was Never Kissed
She is a red-headed witch he was told
But she does have an interesting mind made of gold.
Oh, sure. Smart but not pretty he thought.
He was not a warlock easily bought.
I’d pay for your supper they said with a wink.
She probably was uglier than a Thanksgivings day sink.
He hated being this way, but looks meant a lot.
To this warlock who was more shallow than they had thought.
No thanks he said, I am too busy washing my hair.
He said it without malice, giving it not one more care.
So he did not get a date, and his mouth was never kissed.
If you look up at this photo, you will see what he missed.
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