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Sep 2017
If the good witch catches you
She might just let you be
But if the bad witch catches you,
She's the last thing you'll ever see
A poem I recited for the neighborhood kids who like to climb all over my porch while I smoke cigarettes.. response was "she's really weird, I'm going home". Mission accomplished :o)
cassie sky
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cassie sky  27/F/Fitchburg Massachusetts
(27/F/Fitchburg Massachusetts)   
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