The
Hut with Pigeon Feet
Restless,
the sorceress snores
the hut lurches, feathers ruffled
claws scrape the midnight alley
winos draw back
it stalks by, its cedar-shake shingles
resettle with a clap
the witch rolls over
the hut lurches, feathers ruffled
claws scrape the midnight alley
winos draw back
it stalks by, its cedar-shake shingles
resettle with a clap
the witch rolls over
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