Wiche's Spell

BY Melanie Owen

Poem

Dead mans toes,

Live of children,

This will make you young

Stinging nettles as hard as metal,

A thorn or 2, from a womens rose,

This will hurt those whom lie upon us

Camels brain herbs and salt,

Frogs eyes smashed in blood,

This will do for one or two

Snakes tongue slither and sly,

Crckodale's tooth sharp like blads,

This will hurt those who will fight

Spicy Chillis hot and ripe,

A gingerbread head crushed with garlic,

This will make you rest in peace

Snakes venum very deadly,

Black widow spider that can make you vanish,

One drop and death is upon you