A poem inspired by the Muse of Cold Earth.
Twisted Witch
Qualified
With estrogen and lollipops
The wires are crossed
The sea of red, bridged by lethal injection
My fingers are all knives
Heart of avarice, consume you
The matron of Snape’s potion class
-We were standing in our shadows long before you woke up and decided to fear us
And there is something in the water
Turning your mind like
The twisting of a corkscrew
-Abstain
-Retain
-Wait for the passing of the man who became the book
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