She had her magic,
It was in her wand,
Some say she's a witch,
Others she just charmed.
Her looks were so beguiling,
You would have to love her so.
There was a devil in her eyes,
But on you, she would grow.
Everyone, once they knew her,
Would forever, her praises sing.
Not once did she use her magic,
Just her personality, was the thing.
Peace be with you
Love ya!
Jane
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Connie
Ron
There is magic for sure in these kind of personalities!