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The hunted rustle in seats
Is it with her she seeks
Peering round the at the brittle and weak
The brittle and
Does a linger in its bones
A spell from a crone
Who resided at quiet and lonely old folks home
As the purrs and kneads
The elders fear its
she skims the room
The "Who's next"
The hex
For is she upon your knee
The last breath in your lungs
And the women in gossiping whispers,
"I'll miss her"
For the hiding under a veil
The of the sickle is the swing of its tail
With intentions shall not be mentioned
than a bruise
So if the clock catches your eye
a prediction that will never lie
She'll bid you
She'll bid you
bid you goodbye