The Witch's Sight: June, 1971

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1971 Teen Notebook

The witch's sight improved at nite

The woods grew tall, tall trees.

A cage of monkeys

A bowl of fish,

Buy me a loaf of bread,

 

A man fell thru the door,

Squirrles live high, high up.

A bag of peanuts,

A box of crumbs,

When you're at the store.

 

She gave a sharp look at the man,

Squirrles run down the trunk,

A clown in the air

A tank in a room,

two jars of peanut butter, too.

 

 

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