Witches
Three sisters,
Catrina, Mary and Molly.
Could make you forget
of all that was holy.
Was it a spell
they cast unto thee?
Or maybe it was
a spice in your tea?
The herbs they collected
from deep in the woods
were said to put men
in all kinds of moods.
Naked they danced
beneath the full moon.
The laughed and they cackled
each one like a loon.
They worshipped the devil
or liked him at least.
They surely where evil
or so said the priest.
He roared, voice trembling
"They should burn at the stake!"
They smiled and retorted
"Let us bake you some cake!"
They did have more books
than any would need.
Or did you just think so
because you can't read?
One thing is certain:
Their number was three.
One look at their bossom?
Would make you go pee!
