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W.O.T.D. 10-19-21 Witches Brew

The witch whipped up an incantation

As mist rose for the celebration

Stirring the pot, she cast her spell

Damning her enemies

Straight to Hell

The sky grew dark

And lightening sparkled

Thunder crashed

Rain was marked

Soaking the witch

And making her cackle

More witches came

Enforcing the battle

Together they chanted

As the storm raged on

And when it was done

All their enemies were gone.