“She was a witch from her childhood While the girls played She coveted the boys’ sticks While girls cried for dolls She wept for a machete and a catapult While her fellow girls held their mothers’ skirts She cut her father’s knickers to fit her I tell you, she was a witch from her mother’s […]
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