A Cabalistic Creation

Hocus pocus, voodooism
Wizardry & spell
She studies her black magic books
To make a potion from hell
With conjuring incantation
She added a ferocious fireball
Evanora had completed her cabalistic creation

At twelve on the hour
As the bell chimed midnight
The witches of Woolerland
Gathered under the light
A burning beacon amongst a copse in the Plantation
Thirteen crones chanted
Curses of clandestine damnation

All boney hands joined together
As they circled around in a ring
Cloak-and-dagger crooning
Cryptic worshipping
Hocus Pocus, trickery rune
Smoke & mirrors 
reflected from the moon
Evanora in excorcism elation
She was the High Priestess
Of the Northumberian nation

Evanora was wickedly widowed
Bygone years ago
Her husband was ‘Imperial Wizard of Ku Klux Klan
A unique rare breed you know
Ganondorf Gandalf
was a hobbit from the North
He was granted Global imperialism of the coven henceforth