Cecilia W. Praetorius
She was small and wizened, brown as a berry,
And everyone called her "Dago Mary".
In a ramshackle house, overgrown with weeds,
She lived and practiced her evil deeds.
It was said she changed into a cat at night,
And roamed the streets until the morning light.
If she ever procured a lock of your hair,
She would cast an evil spell then and there,