In the crypt where shadows creep, Lilly B. stirs from her sleep.
Her cauldron boils with fates untold, in the murky depths secrets unfold.
Whispers haunt the moonlit dale, as Lilly chants her ghastly spells.
Beware her hex, it dooms to blight; those crossed by Lilly vanish into night.
Stay tuned for a Lilly B story!
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