Under Her Spell
Can you really tell
When you are under
a witches spell
Are these women human
or something straight from hell
Pure evil they can be
If they have a hate on for thee
In the shadows they stay unseen
Brutal fierce and unbelievably mean
If she has her eye on you
There's not much you can do
A spell here and then a potion
Your life is over if they take the notion
Dark as the black gates of hell
Your very soul she will try to sell
You hang on tight for your dear life
Your in serious trouble if she's already your wife
Is she a witch
you can never tell
Is there a way to break the spell
In her book your afraid to look
Afraid your very soul she already took
Burn the book you say
I can break the spell in this way
But if my soul is in this book
I'm sure my soul she already took
Will this set me totally free
Are you sure
You wouldn't lie to me
With shaking hands I take a look
You won't believe the frightening
things I see in this book
Pure evil
in the dark
pages
of rhyme I sadly see
The souls of quite a few lay
within these pages
so helpless they be
Laugh if you must
My greatest fear has come true
Your soul is in here too
Dark Fantasy / Humor
By
Ray Hamilton
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