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Wind whipped trees steadied by the feet of crows, there sat a sugary mound of ooey gooey childrens toes.



Perched upon her wooden stair, the frogs and the rats hid from her glare.



She sighed with glee as the cauldron bubbled and deep in the woods all could sense trouble.



"Children chlidren come out to play, for I havn't tasted your guts today" She sang as she stirred her black pot.



To play with the witch, one by one they came, never to return home for they had a date with her cauldron flame.



She hissed and spat and danced about, until she tripped and spilled her dreadful stout.



And one by one the children awoke, some running, some dazed, some merely did choke



The bravest of all was sent for in town, and the poor old witch was tied up and drown



but for those who believe in the song of the witches sleeve, should behave and avoid the woods on All Hallows Eve.

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LIFEBLOOD
18:37 Nov 22 2009

...and very well deserved ;-)

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