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On a full moon when the sky is bright The witch comes out with a small glowing light I just when the moon is bright and just right She chants her curse on the people of might All the kings, lords and the thieves of the night Are chased and eaten by the creatures that bite But then the people that are treated like shite Rise and become powerful and high like a kite And to much power can cause a war like a fight. . . . . . and thats when the witch chanted her curse on the kingdom of sprite . . . . . . OTISAABRA! ! !
