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All my potions turn pink Like my tongue After too much candy. I can't bring myself to ***** my finger, Let the blood bubble in the mix. I can't handle newt's anything. I can't even balance on my broomstick. I am a bad witch. People are afraid of me, But's that's mostly my lipstick shade. My pale skin And sharp teeth Aren't seductive, Or menacing. I speak in tongues And girls wink at me! My hexes are beestings I am beat. Nothing helps rejection Like a little hair of the dog. Maybe cat whiskers, too. Or apple cider, If you can't handle A proper witch's brew. Spiders shy away from me, Bats blow on by. Cats don't cuddle up to me, My broom can't help me fly. And then I see her. Hair like cobwebs, Nails like fangs, Candy red lipstick, A sugar rush in my veins. She put a spell on me. She repressed a grin, Barely bared her teeth, Squinted her eyes, Put her mouth near my cheek... She whispered to me, "Your hat is floppy, Your elixirs- what rot! Your call is sloppy I like it a lot." She gave me a kiss, Turned me into a witch, In supernatural bliss... Now this is real magic.
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Dec 2, 2016
Dec 2, 2016 at 2:09 PM UTC
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All my potions turn pink Like my tongue After too much candy. I can't bring myself to ***** my finger, Let the blood bubble in the mix. I can't handle newt's anything. I can't even balance on my broomstick. I am a bad witch. People are afraid of me, But's that's mostly my lipstick shade. My pale skin And sharp teeth Aren't seductive, Or menacing. I speak in tongues And girls wink at me! My hexes are beestings I am beat. Nothing helps rejection Like a little hair of the dog. Maybe cat whiskers, too. Or apple cider, If you can't handle A proper witch's brew. Spiders shy away from me, Bats blow on by. Cats don't cuddle up to me, My broom can't help me fly. And then I see her. Hair like cobwebs, Nails like fangs, Candy red lipstick, A sugar rush in my veins. She put a spell on me. She repressed a grin, Barely bared her teeth, Squinted her eyes, Put her mouth near my cheek... She whispered to me, "Your hat is floppy, Your elixirs- what rot! Your call is sloppy I like it a lot." She gave me a kiss, Turned me into a witch, In supernatural bliss... Now this is real magic.
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Dec 2, 2016
Dec 2, 2016 at 2:09 PM UTC
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