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She cometh from afar, Chanting words of magic. Singing beautiful songs Calling out to the spirits Her powers so glaring Her voodoo doll by the window The crystal ball of life Cards of the future laid in the table Looking into her eyes, Seeing the communing of the spirits. The owl on her roof, Making scary sounds welcoming the spirits. Piercing into my soul A telling of the past and the present Her reading of fortunes A telling of the future The enchantment in the room The conjuring of spirits Her performance of black magic A force of good and evil Written by Tosan Oluwakemi Thompson
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Jul 8, 2020
Jul 8, 2020 at 1:32 PM UTC
The Voodoo Gypsy
She cometh from afar, Chanting words of magic. Singing beautiful songs Calling out to the spirits Her powers so glaring Her voodoo doll by the window The crystal ball of life Cards of the future laid in the table Looking into her eyes, Seeing the communing of the spirits. The owl on her roof, Making scary sounds welcoming the spirits. Piercing into my soul A telling of the past and the present Her reading of fortunes A telling of the future The enchantment in the room The conjuring of spirits Her performance of black magic A force of good and evil Written by Tosan Oluwakemi Thompson
This poem describes a voodoo gypsy.
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Tosyano
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Tosyano
34/Nigeria
Jul 8, 2020
Jul 8, 2020 at 1:32 PM UTC
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