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Jan 2015
Today I met a witch
she tried to trick me
she held both hands
and said
How many fingers do i have held up?

so I told just eight
she said are you mad
for I have ten.

I said no
you have have eight and two thumbs
at that she dissolved
like putty in my hands
and ran between my fingers.
Almost true story  and no she was not green.

P@ul.
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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