Prince Charming

Mabs water from the holy well

Drawn at moonrise..starts the spell

Two rings of iron…one twig of oak

All twined, woodbine, holly bright,

With mistletoe…all reaped at night

That one dried bone of skeletal toad,

Which, cast in water…swims upstream

A snail dried on a blackthorn spike with

Small birds stolen from the shrike

In a kettle boiled, which gave no steam

with crumbs of Christ in sacral wine…

Three sips of that…and she’ll be mine!

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