Wickedest Witch,
stop casting your spell,
stop sending my love life
on that express track to hell.
I know you need company,
down there where you live,
but don't take from we,
what I don't want to give.
Vile, morally reprehensible,
evil, loathsome, despicable one,
from down below,
I just do wonder,
how low will you go,
to meet your vulgar,
sad, sick ways?
Stake in heart,
silver bullet,
holy water,
for your
anti-holy soul,
you Satan's equal.
