The world wide web sailed my ceiling.
Transmission overload.
Hit the kitchen with a broom.
The witch of the land of kitchen,that's me.
Destroyed their lovely habitat.
Witch woman on a magical cleaning spree, ripped down their gaff,
Setting them free.
The witchy lady, the one who looks a lot like me
Will have a wailing daughter who isn't pleased with me.
Mum, why did you set those leggy monsters free?
(c) Livvi
Oct 10, 2014
Oct 10, 2014 at 8:35 AM UTC
The world wide web sailed my ceiling.
Transmission overload.
Hit the kitchen with a broom.
The witch of the land of kitchen,that's me.
Destroyed their lovely habitat.
Witch woman on a magical cleaning spree, ripped down their gaff,
Setting them free.
The witchy lady, the one who looks a lot like me
Will have a wailing daughter who isn't pleased with me.
Mum, why did you set those leggy monsters free?
(c) Livvi
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