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Mystic Wrinkle

2 Feb 10

She put her luck within a bowl

There has the fire struck

She looked within and saw black

Her heart sank into the muck

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Days of dread had come to her

Fear filled her family

She was seventh daughter

Blessing or curse to be

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For many years she was hidden

A secret kept from the pale Black Witch

All seventh daughters she would take

No good was within her itch

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In hiding she was taken to magi

All minor yet could teach a little

The Black Witch alone kept magic

She allowed none other the mystic wrinkle

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Then she saw within the black

A wrinkle of future things

Magical dragon fire

A small being with wings

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She then knew this creature

Would be a great ally

Seeking to know more

Added a kiss to sanctify

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Then appeared a bright beating heart

Shining brightly within

Then she saw the young man

His eyes held no sin

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She tried to make the spell

Stronger with a little hello

But it faded till gone

Now these two she needed to know

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Somehow she now knew

Hidden no she could be

For she and these two

Were the Mystic Wrinkle to be

More Black Witch poems:

*  Weeping Woods

*  Teddy Dragon Bear

*  The Agony of Alice