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The witch lady walked along the strand, / Heard a roaring of the sea, / On the edge of a pool saw a dead man's hand, / Good thing for a witch lady!
Lightly she stepped across the rocks, / Came where the dead man lay: / Now pretty maid with your merry mocks, / Now I shall have my way!