It's that time of year
When we try to scare
The little ones with stories
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The Witches Of Sunderland
It's that time of year
When we try to scare
The little ones with stories
Of witches stews
And cauldrons full
Of everything that is gory
As you turn out their light
Tell them sleep tight
It's then that you need to fear
For the witches of Sunderland
Heard you make fun of them
Without caution or care
As they stare in their stew
One eye green one blue
They start to cast their spell
Black wing of raven
Find them no haven
As we open the gates of hell
Let them feel fright
All through the night
Until the next raising sun
At which time we'll hear
Apology loud and clear
To the witches of Sunderland
So before you tell stories
About witches without worries
Remember that you read this tale
For Halloween night
Is the time they will strike
And you don't want to know what's in hell
Awareness