Spell casting

This is a little carnival city,

Tickets, tickets please

I try not to scare little children

As the big, bad witch I am

I’m just a woman

You, a peddler man

I cast spells onto pieces of string

Tie knots in them

And place them under your pillow

While you’re not looking

You don’t know this

But your room is filled with them

I try not to scare you off

As the big, bad witch I am

I’m just a woman

Its only white magic

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