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Love potion number nine
Love potion no. 9
I dived into a cauldron of magic potion
And thought I would never survive
But here I am to tell the tale
Of how I’m still alive
I saw a chance and dived right in
I didn’t do my diligence
But soon found out it’s sink or swim
I should have used my commonsense
I tried to swim against the tide
But the effort was all mine
She didn’t even try to hide
Her scorn for potion number nine
Our potion turned out to be
A blending of the poison kind
I’m so lucky to be free
Her body they’ll never find.
Copyright ©
Margaret Foster
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