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of the knights
went their separate ways.  Sir Robin rode north, through the dark
forest of Ewing, accompanied by his favorite minstrels.
MINSTREL (singing):

Alison Gross

Steeleye Span

Parcel of Rogues

1973

Alison Gross that lives in yon tower
The ugliest witch in the North Country
Has trysted me one day up to her bower
And many a fair speech she made

Oh, Allison Gross, that lives in yon tower
The ugliest witch in the north country
Has trysted me one day up in her bower
And many fair speech she

Hogleg

Desert Sessions

Desert Sessions, Vol. 4: Hard Walls & Little Trips

1998

Because of the mark on my forehead
Made by the Good Witch of the North
The wicked witch couldn't harm me
This made her very angry

The North's kiss

No, Bangladesh looks like a wizard
You think everything looks like a wizard hm
Ghana? Too long
North Macedonia? Too round
Liberia? No
Malaysia? Jay,

alt-right
And they carolin with torches
Violent and deadly night

Good point, but there's also
Sitting by the fire and sharing conversation
Trimming the tree,

visit that sleepy fucking cracker bitch
Feed her a poisoned apple I got from an old witch
Killed her for good measure, not letting her fucking snitch
Now

walk our shadowed paths,
our blood runs as fire, swords blessed by sorcery.

Wolves of the north, raise thine steel to the skies,
revel in the pride

clow by the beast
Oceany black link and hella black clouds
And when I'm on the prowl, you neva hear me growl
Cause when it's time to attack, these

fingers endlessly
McCarthy's on his witch hunt, saying things so absurd
Then we find out there was a spy, Julius Rosenberg

The North Atlantic goes ahead

sweep
Jump the broom huh
Like harry potter fly for the honey moon huh
Yea lifes a witch
And I know she choosing
But I was chosen by God
Hallelujah

Mercy

we pick the luggage up
Traumatized by judge
Made a nigga fear court
I used to rock the north face Brooklyn place my birth place
Chea
We gon win
And we

Look at that mad lady
lurks around the corner
she´s dressed with scars    
Witch of the town
Let´s call her Rose 
once was nice and charming
Still

our shit
East Wit the shit, South on the shit, west off the shit, North side where we ride, check a bag wit my guys and bitches blood ties.
Trying to be