White Witch and Owl Named Snitch

There was a wonderful aura about the sparkly white witch. She had raised a sparkly fresh white owl she named Snitch. They sat on a crescent moon and wiled the night away. On Halloween night, until the beginning of the next day. It is November now, the old witch said to the owl. He nodded his head, for he was wise, this fowl. November means Thanksgiving and a feast and such. I know Snitch said. “I love the Indians and Pilgrims very much.”