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The Witch Hunter.
let every old woman with a wrinkled face, she should be aware,she lives in disgrace, a furrowed brow,hairy lip and single tooth, know me well,i'll get the truth. a squinty eye and scolding tongue, the squeaky voice she's had from very young, you will never hide from me, i'm the witch hunter general you see. my name shall be feared throughout this land, my hunting of witches will go as planned, first you'll be tossed into a cell, stripped naked and starved,until you tell. i'll start to prick to cause you pain, and i'll do it over and over again, then you'll be bound to stool or table, cross legged of course,even if you're not able. after twenty four hours the cramps will set in, again poked and prodded,but i'll use a new pin, you'll then walk the stones til your feet bleed, still i reckon you don't get to feed. then you're taken for a swim in the lake, your baptism water you didn't take, if you're innocent you will drowned, but if you sink a true witch i've found. this cruelty wasn't enough,mathew got no kicks, a new style was developed,it only took two ticks, he bent victims double,tied thumb to big toe, a rope round the waist,in the water they'd go. these people were worn down by his torturous way, but hopkins was going to have his say, one question he used in the brow beating session, you're aquainted with the devil,i want a confession. a nod or monosyllabic reply will do the trick, or my man will beat you again with the stick, then poor john lowes,a suffolk minister of note, was told you're a witch,i can tell by your coat, a quarrelsome gent of seventy was poor john, disliked by many,they wanted him gone, hopkins took the task to prove he was right, john was kept awake for many a day and a night. they ran him till he was out of breath, he was weary, and scared half to death, so he confessed to get some peace, then the torturous pain would cease. hopkins said"another one i didn't let survive", john went to the scaffold august 1645, no cleargy would read for him at his grave, a villager said"to the devil john was no slave". who knows how many poor sould were lost, letting hopkins rule,had it's own cost, more than 200 people this way met their fate, by the time hopkins hit norfolk,it was too late. his trials of blood passed through our countryside, in his work mathew hopkins took great pride.
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