Word to your moms
'Tis but a scratch!
Its a beautiful day to leave me alone
Relax... it's only magic
We only come out at night
As you wish
Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning
The real witch is the one who fights.
Is it a sodden breadbox?
Sunshine is for plants
Anything less than the best is a felony
By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes
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