The Beautiful Witch
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While dining at the bar last Haloween Eve, I was fishing a burger and drinking ice tea. I turned to the east i was shocked to see, A beautiful witch and she was staring at me. She was all in black with a long pointy hat, A large green nose that pointed to her toes. Her eyes so prity her voice so sweet, I moved to her end so we could meet. I never made a pass to a witch before, But this one was different she lived down a few doors. Now i have something to look forward to, Soon i will be down to meet the real you.
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