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Created on: January 07, 2011
Deep inside the forest,
where all is lush and green.
Live three sister witches,
Very few have ever seen.
They dwell inside a cabin,
that is hidden in the trees.
When they burn their incense,
You can smell it in the breeze.
Their beauty is exquisite,
They'll entice you to their lair.
And any man who wanders by,
Gets caught inside their snare.
Their power is seduction,
Each witch has her own charm.
To capture unsuspecting men,
Unaware of the great harm.
At first they use their incense,
To attract them to their nest.
And then they use their potions,
Shortly after, they're possessed.
The men are never seen again,
because their souls are used.
To remain, forever young,
together with them fused.
Deep inside the forest,
beware of where you walk.
Intoxicating incense,
Means that sister witches stalk.
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