Wiccan plants Fantasy Flowers
fantasy flowers grew all over this fantastical field
we never knew what kind of creativity this plot would yield
these were pastel, but others might glow neon-like in the sun
this enchanted garden had been planted by a miraculous one
A Wiccan who had a magic touch with everything green
Her advice was sought by peons, gardeners, landscapers and queen
She knew everything about growing, her thumb was better than most
Humble and helpful, best of all, this woman never would boast.
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