Curse Her Poem by Phil Soar

Curse Her



She cast a spell upon me
When she knocked upon my door
A gypsies curse, that seemed quite terse
And then she did some more
I would'nt buy her lucky heather
So she placed that spell on me
I once was Six foot eight and a half
And now I'm four foot three!

Wednesday, May 23, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: humour
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