When she first brought the sewing pattern
We were all aghast
I’d never seen a sewing pattern
From that far in the past
We knew there had been witches
You learn that as a kid
But this was a step too far
This can’t be what they did
We laid it out on the table
We read it through and through
What she’d said was right though
It was all completely true
At first it seemed a problem
That we could not surmount
But we are women of endeavour
Who make their actions count
And so we found ourselves
One dark and stormy night
Some digging up the frozen ground
While others held the light
I take my hat off to Agatha
And her skills with the knife
She made it look quite easy
She is a butcher’s wife
Then it went to Molly
Who’s a goddess with a pin
Lucy’s quite methodical
She was first needle in
We sewed through the night
We sewed through the day
There was not a scrap to spare
We threw not a jot away
We finished in the early hours
Of the second day
We held it to the light
We could not look away
We drew lots to see
Who was brave enough to dare it
Susan wouldn’t do it
So Lexi had to wear it
We put it in the cupboard
Where it could not be seen
No one else must see it
Until its Halloween
Mary was a seamstress
Mary was a friend
Her husband was a bastard
She met a gruesome end
As trick or treat drew near
We knew we must be brave
As Lexi put on her Mary suit
It was like she’d risen from the grave
We knocked on his door
We knocked very loud
Mary was a trooper
We knew she’d be quite proud
We stood all around her
Our Lexi/Mary doll
He stumbled out some words
He was a spineless troll
We all heard him say
‘I thought that you were dead’
‘Guess you were wrong’
Was all Lexi-Mary said
And with that,
Out,
Into the night,
He fled
We took Mary off
Carefully unpicked each stitch
They discovered him the next day
He was dead in a ditch
He died of a heart attack
So the coroner decreed
The coroners name was Eleanor
Each Tuesday at sewing club,
She sits right next to me.