Beware!

Day 53

Beware her house
Beware the dark
She lurks in hidden woods
Her hair is black
her eyes are dark
She wears a darkened hood

She spits and snarls
She shouts and points
Her crocked nose does twitch
Beware my child
and do not cross
The menopausal witch

She shouts a spell
Leans on a cane
Sits down and drinks some tea
For now the demon comes
the powerful one
The one called HRT

In packets of Six.