As teapot, a carnival matriarch and apprentice witch
and a nun in disguise through keeper of the keys
I raise my wand and pour a cup to honor the two -
if only I were a better poet to write better than these.
More than voices they shared a strength
which some dismiss as another performance
Just as them who overlook a spiders web
saying it's just an arachnid's meal prepped lace
So until watching thier media with cloud-ed eye
likely will come with a few sapphire tears
At least we have media in which to remember
their legacy to help "us" face our fears.
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