Her tears are gone her hearts grown hard.
Her black magic don\'t disregard.
You\'ll find yourself in a graveyard.
It\'s best that you don\'t drop your guard.
``
With Ho, Ho, Ho lets be merry;
burn new candle, scent mulberry.
Revenge is sweet he should worry.
\'Twas the last straw, him she\'ll bury!
``
Infidelity she\'d address.
With syncretism she\'d express
and cause his cardiac arrest.
By sticking pins into his chest.
``
Again he\'s found somebody new.
He bit off more than he can chew!
Hi demise is what she\'ll pursue
and do it with black magic too.
``
She\'ll have her best holiday yet.
His death\'s the present she will get.
Something her lover will regret.
It\'s decided her mind is set!
``
This cheater didn\'t do her right;
this holiday, evil took flight! ~
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