Poem -

Witches Brew

Witches Brew

Addlewort, For Confusion  

Henbane, For Lust

Monkshood, for death

Thyme, if I must

Taro, For Agony

Nightshade, Deaths Flower

Lemon for taste

At this Sabbats Hour

Parsley, To cleanse

Widowers Lime,

Lady’s Slipper, moonlight’s hue

In Witches hand,

A dire brew.

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Dmitri Rudder

I just want to clarify to anyone who reads this,

WICCA ARE NOT WITCHES!!!!

They are Medicinal Healers,

Users of Life Magic.

WITCHES commune with the dark side of the spirit,

In necromancy and Other

Magick Moste Darke.

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