THE WICCAN CORNER
A ghost you see, a ghost you'll be, Mirror, mirror, marry me. The cards predict death, the ace of spades, Of serpent's breath I'm not afraid.
A pinch of this, a touch of that, eye of newt, wing of bat. Front door shut, window locked tight, Who will visit my door tonight? Candle, candle, burning bright, who WILL visit my door tonight?
Knock on wood, or ring the bell, If I will answer, who can tell? Good are welcome, come in feel free, Be the charm so we can see-- Show us the future, The past is where we be.
-An Old Wiccan Chant adapted by; Speaker Linda J. Polley
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