That Poet

This is a collection of my own poems, purely for enjoyment. On that note... ENJOY!


17. The Witch

Don't say a word,

don't make a sound.

 Don't move a muscle,

don't turn around.

Hold your breath,

don't even twitch,

for if you turn,

you'll see the witch.


The witch was green,

her eyes were red,

there was a hat 

upon her head.


Her dress was black,

her teeth were brown,

a single wart upon her crown.


She leered, 


then leaned near.

'Have a juicy apple, dear?'

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