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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required After the Battle of Epona Plains Part Three A victory celebration Soon began. The Fall Harvest is ours, Let the Norselanders starve, Our men are brave warriors and we are Their wives and mothers. Their daughters and lovers. The women sang As they danced around the bond fire naked. Covered in blue clay from sacred places. “A Gaelic Wiccan Womens Song” “Our men, All brave to the one. We are your women! Our men saved our homelands! From the hordes of the North. Sing to how much They love us, Our men. They who fought So hard to save us. Take our heroes To your beds, We need the seed Of our strong men. Oh how our men Need us now. To create more sons, Fighters and warriors Who gave us their All. Love our men, Our glorious men, Our bloodline Must be true. The Pagan God's delighted, Wiccan ways were true. The women so willing, The wails of women In the throes of ecstasy Could be heard By the Welshland Prince On guard he Stood. Up on the stone Castle walls, He knew they would Return. The ritual of fertility was practiced until all the fertile women Were with child. Every man a father or uncle. Their fallen Warriors Would be Proud. Kathryn but a child Of thirteen, Was not allowed to Dance. Her Ancient line of Wiccan Witches and Pagan God's They protected, More valuable Than life It's self. So she silently chanted White Witches enchantments Under a blue moon That night.
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