It Made No Sense At All

It Made No Sense at All She lived out on the highlands green At the edge of the wide, wide bay; She played all year at Halloween, They came from miles away. And what they said when they came back Made no sense at all; Some said they’d been attacked, While others claimed, “Enthralled.” “And why, or what, my husband dear Does she do to all you guys?” “I can’t say how, but have no fear, For sex is not the prize.” Another wife yells “Tell me true! Have you been cheating on me?” “Not so, my love, but something new, I know the law of three.” No one ever saw her twice They could not find her name; But all would give the sacrifice To be with the insane. The women living there were sore That all men were so reckless To swim out there from shore to shore, But none could quite confess To know just what it was she slid Inside their minds so loud; Not all were glad at what she did, But now they weren’t so proud. The will of the witch on the highlands green Flew on the wide, wide bay: She played all year the Elven Queen: They came from worlds away.