Bubbles Meets Superstition lo l

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Bubbles is playingoutside while MIstess paints The big burley mail man bangs on her door "Maam Mrs Amber ge that hellish cat inside Friday the 13th I do not deliver male with a witches cat o my feet" He kicks Bubbles as Mistress grabs her black cat Themailman leers at her."ej YOU're a witch ewit black cat' sh e says'No Im not a witch you foold and slams the door. Bubbles shakes as she checks his wound but its healed Bubbles sits in a co rner and hisses stll angry at the m ail an. Mistress stands over him"Suoperstition Bubbles he thinks Im a witch You he thihnks are evil." bubbles yowls i n protest as h e understands "Bhbbles come lets sit in the roccker relax Its not true chum We leave feeling angry at the foolish mail carrier wo caller Witch. One original poem and grapic by P hatle copyrighted 2017