Falling asleep, enchanted pillow;
Inner visions, I dream of willow.
Weeping willow, softest wood;
Darkness lies there, wearing a hood.
Elongated branches are a weeping;
Coldest mist starts a creeping;
Enchanting tree, wishing heart;
Withstanding all, playing the part.
Witches dance, moonlit night;
Chanting spells as they bite.
Cackling hag, long sharp knife;
Weeping willow, surrenders life.
Warty witches, wicker baskets;
Waking bats, in their caskets.