Category : Poems

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There is a strange lady 
That lives on my block 
Her house looks so creepy
It always seems dark

There is a legion of cats 
They prance, howl, and then dart
They go in the doors
And thru the windows they come out

I wonder is she a wizard, a warlock,  a witch? 
What really goes in that house by the ditch?

Are all those cats
Really her friends? 
Or maybe at time
Could they have been
Neighborhood kids.. .

Oh my! She is certainly a
Hefty and stout
Most definitely a witch 
So you'd better watch out

With a wink of her eye
She will turn you a toad 
Don't say I didn't warn ya
Let that foul ball go unowned.

Less you be like poor Pete
Hopping along with 2 floppy feet.