Mary Haggis
Mary Haggis, little clown
With beak like blighted crows
And scary hair all lit aflame
Is where the woodbine grows.
"Mary Haggis" is reprinted here from
PETS GIVEN IN EVIDENCE OF OLD ENGLISH WITCHCRAFT
AND OTHER BEWITCHED BEINGS
(Minneapolis: Sidecar Preservation Society, 2016).
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