Witch Bee Was Given One Wish
Witch Bee was given one wish. Anything at all.
She pictured a haunted house, everlastingly tall.
A replica of herself, a gruesome, gritty pretty doll.
But would she rather own her own broomstick mall?
What about a wonderful shop with wands, wall to wall?
Would she be given a medal, because of her squall?
A wonderful dog and cat sanctuary might be her call.
Undecided, she asked the wish-maker to come back in the fall.
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