A young man was smitten by a very lovely young lady. Unfortunately she
did, not return the feeling. In desperation he went and visited a group
of witches searching for a love potion. They informed him that they no
longer provided such an item. It was highly unethical to administer a
potion to someone without her permission. They did have an alternate
solution. They sold him a bottle of small white pellets. He was to bury one in her yard
every night at midnight for a month. He returned to the
witches six weeks later excited and thankful. He and the young lady were
to wed in a month. The witch told him, . . . "Nothin says lovin' like
something from a coven. And pills buried say it best."
lol from sapphoq n friends
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