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Created on: April 15, 2008
If only I had two very black cats,
They'd look like two wingless fury bats.
With them I could say a spell,
In the midnight hour; raise some Hell.
The people around me soon would snitch,
As they pointed their fingers at the witch!
Soon I'd dye my hair jet black
To complement my new black cats.
Then the neighbors would start to stare
As I paraded about with my charcoal hair.
The cats would be named, to add to the mayhem
A name designed to instill fear when you say them
"Raven! Salem! It's time to come in!"
I'd shout from my door as the neighbors went in.
I'd get rid of my neighbors and that would be that,
If only I had two very black cats.
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