CCC258: A Bottle Bewitched

Trudy the Witch enjoyed a tipple
Just a sip or two
She couldn’t cope with a bottle full
She couldn’t cope with two
She stood the second on the wall
When I passed I felt its pull
Irresistible
Alas the witch had spelled it
Untouchable
I reached
I tripped
I fell
Collided with the wall
Head spin
Eyes dim
Darn it all!

About crispina kemp

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8 Responses to CCC258: A Bottle Bewitched

  1. Dale says:

    Haha! This was great, Crispina!!
    Love it.

    Liked by 2 people

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