Familiar

Will you take a seat my friend
I’ve a witchy tale to tell
Listen carefully ‘till the end
You might just catch the spell
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Enters Goodwife Hark you’ll see
She tiptoes through the town
Mercy none for those who be~
Bearing marks of devils brown
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Seeking out from time to time
Take caution in what you do
Just crossing her, a heinous crime
She’ll always follow through
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Incite them all one two three
In comes a Goodwife lost
Causing others so not to see
They'll pay the highest cost
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Shaking up all the (godly) folk
to start the brutal trial
String her up to the old oak
And watch her spill some bile
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Knock her off the highest cliff
To see if she can fly
didn't play the final riff
She only fell and died
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Her soul in fact is safe and well
She was no witch at all
Couldn't even cast a spell
To save that nasty fall
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Goodwitch Hark, she was wrong
It’s time to think again
Nevermind, it is Her song
She’ll be the one to gain
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That young girl,all men love
Is seemingly bewitching
It's time she had a little shove
Harks hand it's really twitching
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That wart she found on old Eve’s chin
It was a telltale sign
Hark, she gave a little grin
At poor old Eve’s decline
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Hark needs to keep her profile low
Keeping clear of any blame
Influence them nice and slow
While she plays her little game
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Cleverly she manipulates
'Til she can't find any more
Needing now to contemplate
And keep them from her door
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Fearful of her unknown fate
She hides out in a cave
Her sisters they all lay in wait
Yes they've all been brave
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Around the cauldron they do hop
In safety from the thrall
Cast a spell on the crops
Who's next to take the fall?
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Burn the village to the ground
Will it all be enough
Rid them of sight and sound
Being a witch is tough
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Goodwife Dale, knows it's Hark
She’s treading  carefully
Try to  catch her in the park
to stop this witchery 
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Hark’s too clever for the hoard
Escaping just in time
Now they need to ask  the lord
About her heinous crime
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The Lord, He will not answer them
To prayers, He takes exception
This village stands in Hell, condemned
Its folk, beyond redemption.