Poem #645 – Witch’s Home

this is a witch’s home
she delights in dark
old dry flowers adorn the walls
cats laze on every flat surface
calm magic in the air
she concocts plans to scare
yes please, scare them all away
this is a witch’s home
only for the dark and ghoulish
the haunts and foolish

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