Alice Hemlock, Turners Hill
Was accused of causing ill.
A witch confirmed, tried and convicted,
Death upon her was afflicted.
Gather women, together strong
Vengeance for their cousin wronged.
But vengeance never stops at one
All to blame are cursed bar none.
And many others must bear guilt,
The bodies piled in mud and silt.
The women’s wrath is unconfined
The Coven feared and much maligned.
The purpose of the 13 strong
Is lost in who is right or wrong.
The thirst for blood and pain and death
Uttered in every cursing breath.
Turners Hill once rich and thriving
Now just 13 are left surviving.
Their souls are lost and black as pitch.
This village is held for the 13th witch.