The Bargain
In the tree sits the blackest of all cats
Evil companion of the dark lady
Dousing fear, the cat makes animals scat
He hisses as she comes quite silently
Full of powers from this Halloween tree
The owl hoots above them both, frightfully
The witch laughs, encouraged quite blissfully
She lights the fire underneath the cauldron
All parts are there, now must boil anxiously
Power for her soul that was the bargain
Russell Sivey
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