Grrb...Grrb... Grumble grumble When I think of you I take a tumble Head first down The rabbit hole Blinded like a Bat or mole As I drink Your actions nectar Down I shrink Away from spectre Fortunately I have the key To open the door On little "me" White Rabbit's running Round and round Anxious… Continue reading White Rabbit
The Bendy Witch 