Christ tonight, she really was the worst kept secret in the world
Hellbent on driving the lot of us wild
Mild… I can only so much as wish!
A witch every other hour besides
Disguised… not one bit
Our wits entirely destroyed, unravelled then monstrously pummeled
She strung it all together, one lie at a devious time
Cry…? she made my eyes ten ways worse than what any onion can truly do!
Few quite like her, few who seem intent on sending every single family member wayward insane
Blame my own mother, or so she says
Although what I remember, my grandmother was no shrinking violet, then neither was she hellbent on this kind of violence