Spelling Lesson

To cast a spell with perfect skill While using words that rhyme Is waving iron on stormy hill And not just spelling time The magics flicker twist and weave Like hand tied flies o’er mountain streams Casting spell requires skill Hard learned by those who dance in dreams A sharp barbed hook can circle till It finds a novice ear There’re spells that bind and spells to find And spells that one can take From using any indiscreet To stand on steady feet For Magic charges fees to they Who in her wiles wade And waits a spell like fires in Hell For payment yet unpaid A careful skill indeed with will And need to weed to garden Make no mistake and give don’t take And ask no witch for pardon