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Maleficent

Maleficent

The Witch she made a magic brew
With snakes and frogs and lizards to,
She knew the witching hour would come
It would be the kiss of death for some,

She stirred the wooden paddle slow
And whispered a curse only witches know,
She sprinkled bat ashes and the legs from a fly
And she cut off the wings from a female Magpie,

She wanted to harm all the people in sight
Her plan was to take them to death by midnight,
The land would be hers, she'd be Queen of the Dark
She will have her own Kingdom and leave her own mark,

It was time for the Kingdom to go to the Ball
She would dress like a Princess and thus fool them all,
Her potion disguised as they served the main meal
In hours they'd die, for her it's surreal,

But a child errupted from out of the blue
Had befriended the witch, but she never knew,
that the plan of destruction was minutes away
This innocent child had something to say,

She glanced at the witch, her ploy she could see
"I've the powers of goodness and the future will be,"
"Your evil destruction has failed here tonight"
"For I have the power, the vision the sight,"

"My gift is protecting the Kingdom from birth"
"And I will admonish you now from this earth,"
Then the Princess child raised her arms to the sky
"Remove this Maleficent for it's her time to die!"
 

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