who cast spells of beauty and cackle and plot
They focus their magicks on hair and on love lives
then devour their victims, or leave them to rot
In my fifth period class they sit and they snicker
at accidents caused by their own ill intrusions
They smile their witch light at eyes to deceive us
And transform our hearts by their wicked illusions
In my fifth period class the three witches conjure
Debating on what plague to set on what town
What demon to summon to steal what child
What poison to scatter on what holy ground
In my fifth period class these witches are waiting
for what real reason I fear I can�t tell
They sit and they cackle as they all argue
About how to best make their days pass in hell
