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POETRY FROM 

SOUM

Pink Crystal Ball

Did Not See That Coming

Third generation witch, what a joke!

Nothing through the amber crystal ball

Nil scrying with the amethyst pendulum

Sixth sense clearly slept through it all

Zero tingling's in guts or any nether region

Jeez Atropos, a little warning here!

I'm so getting busted back to neophyte

The Supreme Priestess will not take this well

 

Might blame it on my fun distraction, maybe

Fun distraction watches my self-talk bemused

I gotta grow me some big ones

Warlock smirks, head back in the bedroom

Oh no my finely formed lover

Mine must be way bigger than yours

This is mum we're talking about

And her super healthy beloved familiar

Just died on my watch!

THE END

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