"T-wit T-woo," go the owls,
Sc-ratch and dangle, the spiders.
The witch is thinking, she frowns, she scowls,
New brooms fly by with riders.

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A flickering light, the rising of smoke,
From the clearing, through the trees,
Gives away the location of quivering folk
Around the fire, on their knees.

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In a fairy tale world with fairy tale rules
The wicked have much to fear.
They've been unkind, selfish, heartless fools,
Which won't be tolerated here.

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Fairy tales, creepy tales, mystical magic tales,
Castles and fairies and witches and ghosts.
Suspend disbelief for these 'anything can happen' tales,
Where innocents get rescued and evil gets smote.

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