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~*~THE~CASTER~*~
a daffodil laughing in the sun
letting us know they won
angels sitting in that warm air
cast a circle
with a wand
letting now the
fairy pond
gently Quiver
as the spell ripples into reality
lost in individuality
finding that the caster found a way
magic flows through the air
set the spair
don't you let this trole deaceve
cast what spell you may weave
and though thou is true
behold thy eight words
soulfully do
"and ye harm none, do what ye will"
is what this wiccan rude fofill
so listen do to thease kind words
so that thy spell in truth be heard
cast with water
fire and air
earth is also
upmost pair
with thy four cast thus anew
with thy lost in morning dew
catch thy secrest just intold
in thy coldren buble and scold
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