Dolores from Undergrowth by Dying Wizard

Time was up for Dolores Ward no more cures for village folk
never hexing, jinxing or fixing things she never should have spoke
she had spied a large bonfire built up with a gallows pole
and rightly guessed her hour had come so away she quickly stole.

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Hiding amongst the Ash and Oak jumps at every sound
she could hear the menfolk after her, her heart it pound and pound
she led them a merry dance that day and turned them back around
using all her craftiness she led them back to town.

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She rung the mighty church bell the men all gathered there
with wicked thoughts she tricked them in they didn't stand a prayer
a lock was fashioned for the door and tinder placed around
fire was struck screams did sound the church burnt to the ground.

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To this day the gallows noose and would be pyre still stand
a reminder that the crafty crone never could be found
the children sing and call her name a ghost in all the glades
her spirit haunts the forest Dolores never fades.

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