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Dec 2020
What can I say without reaping the hitch
fasting on pills and potions in the land of the Witch

You have all heard this  story in many way shape and form
Not knowing I too was in the life of constant newborn
Now 46 years and had not a clue
Just so you know I prayed hellaciously for all of you

My love was real and always right on time
The Father he made me this Epic rewind

Been called Lucifer in the land of the Witch
Like Pink said in the song her Morphine is a Bi^%$

Maybe it took so long cause i played the part
or I do not  know maybe this is the End of a Start

I take one to not hear and one to grow
I've been called Alice
The Hatter told me so!

Also a Dorothy
My
Daisy in tow

No red clicking shoes could have ever returned me home

My hell hound kept near
bare feet finned and finely calloused

Zues his brain
yes Jesus digressed
Wonder Woman and Aquaman
Lept from his vest

Both in motion for the witch and her crew

Will take action together
Hate will undo

In Epic Laugh of a madman Vincent Price
The Thriller Epic~~~
She bangs words on a device

Chicken Pox and ET phoned home

Now she is Christmas Kevin in Home Alone

Pretty in Pink
He wears it better

To the Witch in my Wardrobe
I will leave you a sweater

At 3 am the hour of death
I think of St. Elmos fire alit in my head

To my Breakfast Club
and the Bad Judd

This Pretty woman waits

''''''''''''<3
Michelle A Ford
Written by
Michelle A Ford  45/F/Upstate New York
(45/F/Upstate New York)   
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