Poems and fiction in English by a writer from Finland. International pictures also included. Some facts, too. Occasionally.
When Easter came,away flew the witches.Those wicked bitches.
Laughing and smirkingso that no living being could tellif hell had just begun,or was it the moon or was it the sunshining, blinding everyone.
That's not a Witch ... it's Little Red Riding Hood! :O
Shh, she's a devil in disguise!
A bit on the chubby side, this witch. How does the broom hold her?
It's a TurboBroom, a brand new model for heavy and metal people, Remf!
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That's not a Witch ... it's Little Red Riding Hood! :O
Shh, she's a devil in disguise!
A bit on the chubby side, this witch. How does the broom hold her?
It's a TurboBroom, a brand new model for heavy and metal people, Remf!
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