I hear don't walk down to the swamp, <br />if your smart you'll stay away. <br />Because down deep within there lives, <br />a witch Viola Grey. <br />A witch who lives her life in black, <br />and voodoo is her pleasure. <br />But it's been told by many men, <br />she has quite a handsome treasure. <br />Gold coins piled in stacks so high, <br />they black out all the sun. <br />Every jewel that you can name, <br />and every color more than one. <br />Just take the haunting crossroads left, <br />to a street there called Witch way. <br />take a right and at the end, <br />you'll find Viola Grey.<br /><br />saint cynosure ( Ken Bennight )<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-witch-viola-grey/
