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Witch

Many people tell the story Of an evil woman’s glory Eating children, everyday Lock your windows and stay away She will come and you will be gone Nothing about this that can be done Brother sleeps in room across Then the wind opens my doors This is when I see the witch Ugly woman, evil litch She has come for me as well No longer hear, I churches bell I have a dagger underneath, Since when is metal not relief? But this little dagger will let me live The reason why I must believe She thinks I am sleeping, what a fool I understand, this witch is cruel I look around but she is not there I hear a whisper:”Young child beware” “As soon as you slip the dagger” “You will become the witch and stagger” And that is when I turned around, And pierced the witch in her full gown She screamed and rattled just a bit Then turned into a little kid, My hands now grow and body changes, And that is when I see the witches That terrorized this town for long I am somewhere deep, where I belong What’s worse than that? I see my brother He is standing shocked but it won’t matter No longer can I feel my love for him So I just smile a little grim Now it is time to say good bye This little child will have to die

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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