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Wild wicked witch

Iím a wild wicked witch
Thatís right, you heard me bitch  
You can poke at me with your sticks
But Iíll never miss a trick
 
Let me cast a spell
Ensnare you in my hell  
You can fight, you can yell  
But the magic will always tell
 
Tell me where youíre hiding
Where youíve ran, which wall youíre climbing  
Itís all just a case of timing  
Iím forever learning, forever finding
 
Finding things Iíd left behind
Finding things Iíd hidden  
Finding things Iíd cast aside
To things Iíd said good riddance
 
And yet as I stir my pot, it bubbles and boils
Billowing smoke with fluorescent gargoyles  
All rising to the surface, all swimming about  
From where do they escape, from where do they hence sprout
Written by Kinkwizard_95
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