The Good Witch - Terry Pratchett, Steeleye Span

They never said why she was wicked

That was just taken on Faith

She’d a face to fill you with fear

No teeth, and a wart sprouting hair

Along with a welcoming leer

But a Good Witch

Really likes people

Good Witches really do care

For even, the mean stupid, hapless ones

The feckless and foolish and silly ones

The Hopeless, Mothers and little ones

The Roots and Heart of Witchcraft

Is so hard to control

It’s everyday caring, loving and sharing

That’s a Witch’s center and soul

And a Good Witch

Looks to the ages

Betwixt this world and the next

More edges than people can know

Night and the Day, or the Fast and the Slow

Right and Wrong, don’t always show

The Roots and Heart of Witchcraft

Is so hard to control

It’s everyday caring, loving and sharing

That’s a Witch’s center and soul

«A Good Witch

Never Cackles

Cackling is not just

A 'Nasty' laughter

It means your mind

Drifting away from its anchor

It means, loneliness and hard work

Driving you crazy, a little bit at a time

Until you thought it was normal to stop washing

And wear a kettle on your head

It means thinking

Right and Wrong, are Negotiable

In the end…

It means going to the Dark

A BAD road!

At the end of that road

With, Poison Spinning Wheels

And Gingerbread Cottages…»