SPELLS AND POTIONS
..and the
Story
Goes
Like this.this...
Once upon
A time
There sat
Around
A fire
Three best
Friends
Telling stories
Of enchantment!
One spoke
Of
Potions and
Spells
Saying
There was
A witch
Sold them
For just
Kisses.
Kissing a
Witch!
Exclaimed
The second
Friend
In disgust!
Yes, piped
Up the
Third
Nodding...
What about
Our loves
The ones
So beautiful?
Ah but
The witch's
Beauty
Surpasses
Them all
You see!
Said the
First
Friend
Laughing.
Never! Never
Will this
Be true
Said the other
Two.
We do not
Believe
You
For we know
Our lobes
Are fairer
Than the
Moon!
Ha! Ha! Ha!
The first
Friend laughed
It is the
Wirch'a potions
And spells
That so make
Them
Don't you know?
There was
Great disagreement
And for a long
Moment
The three
Sat
Quietly...
They
Are the witch's
Daily
Visitors.
The first Friend
Spoke
In a soft
Tone...
It was
Decided
They'd go
See their
Loves
While
They slept...
Up they got
And dousing
The fire
Left!
When
Home
They reached
At their loves
They peeked...
Each gasped
Taking
Steps back
Their loves
Lay asleep
Like trolls
They looked
And stored!
This is how
The three
Friends
Went
In search of
The witch
To put an
End to deceit...
Alas!
Not ever again
We're
They seen!
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