Sweet Eleanor

Sweet Eleanor

Everyone seemed to adore

Sweet little Eleanor

A child so pretty

As gentle as a kitty

With golden hair

A face so fair

‘What a wonderful child’

The compliments piled

‘So gentle and sweet

You couldn’t hope to meet

A nicer child

who never gets riled’

No-one could ever believe

She had the power to deceive

Even when she beamed

She wasn’t all she seemed

Beneath those curls

She wasn’t like other girls

Eleanor had a secret

She was determined to keep it

Eleanor was not who she seemed to be

Her power the villagers could not see

Hidden in the body of that child

Raged a power oh so wild

Eleanor was a witch of the darkest kind

A spell she will cast on your mind

She will bend you to her will

Your thoughts and feelings will remain still

The villagers would smile, simper and sigh

Eleanor planned for them to die

A promise she made long ago

When life turned her heart to snow

Eleanor was a witch’s daughter

But this poor woman was led to slaughter

Long ago in a forgotten time

The villagers enacted a terrible crime

Each year the witch would use her powers

To help grow the harvest and flowers

But this eventually made the villagers lazy

Their desire to work loose and hazy

That years harvest had been bad

This made the villagers angry and mad

The witch was gentle, sweet and mild

The villagers decided she was evil and wild

They decided to assign blame

And for the witch the villagers came

To her home they burst through the door

Knocking the witch down to the floor

‘Witch Witch’ they did cry

‘Witch Witch you must die!’

The witch screamed, yelled and fought

The villagers laughed ‘You are caught’

And upstairs hiding in her room

Eleanor watched mummy dragged to her doom

In that moment she made a vow

She would get them, she knew how

A witch’s power flows through the blood

You decide if you use it for good

Hate filled the little girls heart

She knew her revenge would be her art

And so she cast her spell that very day

The villagers would be her prey

She made them believe she was so kind

Her spell had taken over their mind

She made them suffer day by day

For her mother they would pay

She poisoned the water in the well

Those who drank, down they fell

She scorched and burned the harvest land

All the flowers she covered in sand

The livestock she took and set them free

Watching them run she giggled in glee

The villagers were hungry and scared

Darkly their fear grew and flared

‘What is happening?’ They would yell

Little Eleanor would never tell

Eleanor turned the village to ice

Their betrayal has come with a price

She turned their food into stone

‘No more please’ they would moan

No food, no water, never ending cold

Their homes started growing mould

‘What did we do to deserve this!?’

‘You’ll find out’ Eleanor would hiss

Eleanor’s plan was not done

She’d only started having her fun

She waited for darkness for part two

She knew exactly what she would do

Into their homes she did creep

Watching their children in their sleep

Over their beds she whispered a spell

For the children it would not end well

Slowly the children faded away

In their place a creature would stay

Sharp little claws and a long tail

In the morning their parents did wail

‘Rats! Rats!’ We are overrun

‘Rats! Rats!’ What is to be done!

The only way to get rid of a rat

Is to get get a great big cat!’

Eleanor knew exactly that

And turned herself into a huge black cat

‘Hooray’ the villages yelled in joy

‘The rats cannot escape this ploy!’

Eleanor killed every rat in sight

Her rampage lasting until the night

The villagers were filled with glee

Now their village was rat free

‘But wait!’ A mothers yell was wild

‘I cannot find my child!’

‘ Nor I’ ‘Nor Me’ ‘Nor us too!’

‘What oh what are we to do!?’

The villagers scoured the land

Just as Eleanor had planned

But the children were all gone

They couldn’t find even one

The parents searched into the night

Searching up until morning light

Their faces etched with pain and fear

At the loss of those most dear

As the sun rose into the sky

Eleanor let her spell die

The dead rats scattered everywhere

Started to grow human hair

Little hands replaced their claws

Little feet instead of paws

Horror appeared in their parents faces

Their children lay in the dead rats places

The screams rose into the morn

Eleanor looked on with scorn

Every single child was gone

Eleanor’s revenge had won

As she left the that village of loss and pain

She knew their lives would never be the same

They had taken away her soul

Their ruin was her only goal

Here is a warning, heed it well

Be careful not to fall under a witches spell

Treat them kindly even if they’re bad

And Never, Ever make a witch mad!!!!