Thus cometh an end to the Witch's Spellcraft Thou probably thinkest I be crazy and daft.
Low Magics be the crafts of the Art. Which hone Thy Will to be sharp as a dart.
In time Thou canst to The Craft aspire, and grow beyond Sorcery's petty desire.
Then in the Old Gods loving embrace, Thou groweth in stature to Spiritual Grace.