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White Witch Was Late For Halloween

White witch knew she was not early As she passed a giant cloud big and burly She was unaware that she was late Halloween was a week ago yelled a goose named Mrs. Fate WW smiled at her and thanked her for her time. As she traveled on her broom, amid the clouds with grime. It’s gritty and it’s dirty, her owl companion said. But then he fell off her broom and landed on his head. She yelled down to see if there was anything that she could do. But by then he was in a pickle, being devoured by turkey buzzards – two.

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