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WITCHES’ LUCK
Thirteen moons shine bright each year,
Thirteen twigs to burn are here.
The first to fall shall bring you glee,
The last to fall don’t wait to see.
Thirteen moons shine bright each year,
Thirteen twigs to burn are here.
The first to fall shall bring you glee,
The last to fall don’t wait to see.