Bewitched was crooked
I’m used to play silly
But as she was coming
Around in the city
Bewitched was fussy
But made me believe in
A nuclear explosion
Resounding so pretty
Bewitched was some warning sign
A surly hunter hauting lives
A wary warden blocking sights
She shifted crazily in the seat
To see those things only i could see
A soft soldier soaking sheets
Bewitched got paltry
A paronoid dizzy
Fell down from her horse
A feeble to feast
And now she’s disturbed
Distill all! you need it
Disrupt all your bubbles
And eat it with grease
Bewitched can’t take it
Bewitched can’t stand it
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