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Sep 2013
Oil of clove and wing of bat
Eye of newt and hair or cat
I bet she mumbles to herself
As she shops like everyone else
Rams her cart into everyone
A proper witch she has become
Wait until she checks out today
And sees what treats have come her way
For ramming your shopping cart into me
Wins a prize for you he he
The check girl is all a singer
For KY jelly and some rubbers
At 80+ you should know better!
Do not leave your cart unattended
Vengeance is mine say the wounded shopper
Micheal Wolf
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Micheal Wolf  On the edge of reason, UK
(On the edge of reason, UK)   
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