Witch's Coven
A witch’s coven went into a dark forest
The clan met together to plan a town curse
They debated and picked the one they liked best
An evil would come, hurting the youngest first
The townsfolk were oblivious to this deed
The did not know the power of this dark seed
They all got sick with some horrible disease
The witches came laughing, pretty as you please
Russell Sivey
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