witch

Witch
With squal and laughter
Wicked scathing
She tends her fire

Cualdron burns and boils
With eye of toad
And skin of toad
Eye of snake

With pioson rattle
She blends her from eye of newt
With greasy hair skin blister and torn
squals her poison tounge

To her curse
For she hide with the devil
The wicked witch
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Posted: Jul 2014

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