“I put a spell on you, because you’re mine”…

baba

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The winter sun was cold…
Wind blew particles of ice…
There was nobody else around…
This was such a hefty price…
For ignoring all the warnings…
And for heading out alone…
Into the middle of nowhere…
So far away from home…
 
Lost in this Russian forest…
The traveller saw the hut…
And desperate for shelter…
Ignored the unease in his gut…
He opened up the door…
And eased himself inside…
Quietly looked around…
It smelt like someone died…
 
All dark, cold and dingy…
With cobwebs all around…
The panic started to rise…
He was startled by a sound…
Turning round he saw her…
This old malevolent witch…
Was only frozen for a moment…
Deceived by the haggard bitch…
 
And this was his mistake…
As the cover is not the book…
He should have been respectful…
And not judging on her looks…
For this was Baba Yaga…
The all great and powerful…
Her witchcraft was legendry…
And he would be so regretful…
 
She instantly enslaved him…
A spell locked his soul away…
He would now be her servant…
Until the fateful day…
That she would feel hungry…
Rip off all his flesh…
Devour him for supper…
And feel totally refreshed…
 
And so her legend grows…
But the traveller is gone…
No longer to walk this Earth…
Or witness early morning dawn…
The winter sun was cold…
Wind contained particles of ice…
There was nobody else around…
He paid such a hefty price…

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