The Witches Frolic Poem by Tango
The Witches Frolic
Rating: ★5.0
When he awoke,
he was bemused,
on remembering the dream,
he was confused.
He saw a witch,
on a broomstick riding high,
remembered her caresses,
and heaved a sigh.
Was it a dream,
or was it true.
did she come through his window,
out of the blue.
Was he now forever under her spell,
doomed to ride with her at night,
into the fires of hell.
Tango.
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3/13/2026 11:53:24 PM # 1.0.0
an interesting dream and story..beautifuly written