I be a psychic kitty cat,
A fur ball with a crystal ball.
And for a fee with you I'll chat,
Into your future make a call,
Especially 'bout Halloween,
Which is your busy time of year
For flying in the night sky scene,
Scaring watchers when you appear.
But with my 'purr'fect vision I
Grimly foretell a coming glitch
In your ability to fly,
A threat to scare even a witch.
This Halloween you will face doom,
Be overthrown by your own broom.
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