Warlocks & Witches..A Poem by OnlymeWarlocks and witches. Broomsticks and cauldron spells and concoctions being added to the pot. Cackling and babbling chuckling and even whispering are heard. The sky turns black and then a burst of purple and bright reds Lights up the whole room. Everyone steps back... eyes wide open........ jaws dropped... looking into the large metal container pot. Out pops a furry rabbit the size of a small ball. One witch grabs it. And screams. What the hell is this? Oh, shoot me..... Shouts another. I forgot to add the frog legs. No wonder. It has gone wrong. She says. It should have turned into Barry Manilow. instead, it turned to this.
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