Few and far between tree rows
Lives a woman that we all know

She sips and glows, her mug in hand
Her presence is hard at times to withstand

Her hands are soft, her ambition is strong
Her voice is humble like a song

But her power is more than what you think
She won't fall down, she will not sink

The fire within her burns high with flames
Of passion, strength and her will to obtain

Remember this if you cross her path
She will take you down with all her wrath

For she is us and we are her
We all are one, a blended blur

We are the witches that you blindly see
In day and night and in the trees

We gather, hunt and won’t back down
Ours hats take shape of a tall, fierce crown

So watch your back before you move
The spells we cast may leave you doomed

We are the Witches of Woodland Brew
A magical bond within all of you