The Witch's Spell

Written by: Russell Sivey

She laughs at the small children that are out Wandering the streets of this ice cold night Walking as though there’s not a soul about She’s waiting for them to come in the light Then she’s going to give them a big fright A witch she is, who’s much worse as of late Waiting for innocence by the front gate Wishing to turn a child to a small toad So she can complete a spell for a mate Love is all she wants, love for her abode
Russell Sivey