You are a wit
Since you are a wit
I find it fit
To play a little game
I’ll be the hunter, you be the game
I don’t just have the gun
I also have the pun
I just need to add a ‘ch’
At the end of your wit
And you become a witch
And witch-hunting you know is profound
You’ll call it profane
But I’ll make sure you die without a sound.
Monday, September 10, 2007
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