Green and ugly riding on a broom,
Catches children in a candy and chocolate room.
Rats and lizards, bats and worms,
Cannot escape her boiling cauldron.
Brewing potions and casting spells,
Summoning devils from deep in hell.
Making sure you can't sleep well,
You dreamt of being locked up in a cell.
And a monster came out from behind you from behind in the dark,
And swallowing you like a roasted duck.
But that is not true of all witches!
As there are two types of practices.
The Black ones and the White.
The Black harms others while the White harms none,
The Black will kill while the White will heal.
Beautiful and mysterious stood the White,
The Black are ugly and covered with warts.
Mind the Threefold law you should,
Three times bad and three times good.
Never misunderstand the Wicca's mind,
For they are always helpful and kind.
Never discriminates the Wicca's being please,
And thus Blessed Be!
