I niver, I niver,
I na, na, no, never,
Knew a such and a such….

I knew spirits of ladies,
Soft, sweet, and fair,
Will ‘O the Wispies
With tangerine hair

And you, are a ‘something’…..
I dare not to say,
A blight, an enigma?
On a clear day.

A witch ‘o the word’?
Oh evil of God….
Wrapped up in a woman??
I niver, no niver…
Isn’t she too odd?