To Break the Witch's Spell
TO BREAK THE WITCH'S SPELL
Suffer you not the bidding of a witch
does not she call from out of dark and death
to put in you, from head to toe, her pitch
as pain you feel, unto your final breath?
To break the spell, one time be all alone,
shut in your closet door and close it tight,
denounce her spirit, make her logic known,
to be her dying day, and final flight.
Then pray she knows, as certain as she dies
in agony, for every sin she's done,
her death will be, from whence she never flies,
and pays the price for what was once her fun.
One death she'll die, but through eternity
Unless her spell is cast away from thee.
Die *****!
© Ron Wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet
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