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Wizened Lay of the Oak

wily wizened lady of the oak has October ways
Stop if you must, but do not eat her craze.
Her pumpkin peach pies will put you into a daze.
Sounds perfect! Said my ghostly cousin Sir Haze.

He got the recipe, but could never make it her ways.
I think she left out ingredients said my Grandma Mays.
We should know, because she does it to others said Auntie Maize.
wonderful wizened lady of the oak has October ways.
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