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Witches Dot

Witches dot the evening sky Flying on their broom I would like to give it a try But surely I'd fall in a tomb Collide with bats and flying things And see all the goblins too Puke up my tasty chicken wings And shout real loud BOO HOO

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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