Cauldrons Bubble.

Cauldrons Bubble.

"Mwahaha," evil laughs and evil screams
heard through-out this winterish night.
With auburn leaves spread about the ground
and burdens of a lonely soul; hollow be the sound.

Whispers of a haunted house rise above the sky.
'Frighten me, frighten me,' all the little children cry.
How awful are their words echoing the air.
Breathing here in silence a witch too tempted now.

The leaves wrestle one another upon the ground,
and burdens arise in devilish, agonizing screams.
"Don't you run from me, I'll catch you little devils."
with literal meaning they sit within bars, shaking in fear.
and, the cauldron's bubble rises above each hells level.