All Hallows' eve


O Allison Gross, that lives in yon tower the ugliest witch int he North Country...

She's turned me into an ugly worm and gard me toddle around a tree...

But as it fell out last Hallow even When the seely [fairy] court was riding by,

the Queen lighted down on a gowany bank Not far from the tree where I wont to lie...

She's change me again to my own proper shape And I no more toddle about the tree.

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