Poem -

Witches

Witches are bitches
but never snitches
born with
emotional power
brought from our soul
to light
our hour
a woman scorned is
the tale
we're told
that's why we burnt
and could never be sold
a spell for our cauldron
that’s took
thousands of years
living in filth
drowning in tears
so news flash
you bitches
disguised
as males
we're coming back
and we're telling our tale
so you better be ready
cause we’re
armed with desire
and re-burning
those crosses
With you
as our fire.

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