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Cailleach
In the forest deep
Underneath the shadow
Of a boreal tree
Lives an old banshee
They call Cailleach
An old broken hag
Many fear a witch
In the moon’s light
She becomes a
Seductive wood nymph
Mother of deer
Mistress of the wolf
How many hunters’
Hearts and souls
Have you took?
Beware venturing
Into the woodland thicket
That you not succumb
To the charms of this
Of this shape shifter
She’s really Cailleach
Diabolist cunning and wicked
She’ll steal your soul
Then eat your heart
And you’ll be dissipated
Underneath the shadow
Of a boreal tree
Lives an old banshee
They call Cailleach
An old broken hag
Many fear a witch
In the moon’s light
She becomes a
Seductive wood nymph
Mother of deer
Mistress of the wolf
How many hunters’
Hearts and souls
Have you took?
Beware venturing
Into the woodland thicket
That you not succumb
To the charms of this
Of this shape shifter
She’s really Cailleach
Diabolist cunning and wicked
She’ll steal your soul
Then eat your heart
And you’ll be dissipated
Published 4th Jun 2018
Author's Note
My submission for the 'Witches' competition.
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