Witchin
poor ol witch of the knocky knees,
says rocky road, i had one breeze,
down draught nearly broke me wheese,
but here i am a flying...
to the poor old broom im crying,
no more splinters please.
re: Russell Sivey "Curse of the Night'
Don Johnson
Copyright © Don Johnson | Year Posted 2012
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