Friday, October 30, 2009

Bea Witchy

I heard a ruckus in the tree outside at dawn this morning.
There was a witch flying around in GriggsDakota.
"Old witches and mean mothers are the BEST!" she cackled.
She scared the cat!
Then turned on her broom and flew away.
I heard her laughter on the wind. All good witches are born on the day before Halloween.

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