The witches are here,
I tell you no lie,
They arrived yesterday,
Flying down from the sky,
Upon their dark broomsticks,
Their hearts cruel and cold,
The witches are here,
Searching for souls.
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They are searching for souls,
To enslave and entwine,
In a world of dark power,
And bitter sweet wine,
Be careful lest they see you,
And caress you with guile,
It’s your soul they are after,
Not your innocent smile.
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If you doubt me,
I dare you to stray,
Outside, in your garden,
At midnight, I say,
Where you will hear them,
The witches, cackling away,
Planning your end,
In a tormented way.
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The Crazymad Writer 