I AM A WITCH
Do the villagers really believe youíre a witch?
Aye. And perhaps they have reason to
I found myself with child, and knew soon, all would see,
And Arthur, my husband, the father couldnae be,
Because I had been adding bromide to his tea,
So you see, perhaps I Ďm a witch
Then at last weekís banquet, Arthur goes and dies,
And though everyone was shocked to me it was no surprise,
For recently, when cooking, Iíve put arsenic in his pies,
So you see, perhaps Iím a witch
Folk used to say I tried,
To turn a frog into a prince,
But the spell proved too difficult, I found,
But then I married Arthur,
And that helped to convince,
That Iíd managed it the wrong way round.
Geillie, youíre terrible. But did you really have to kill him?
Iím afraid I did
I needed his money, so I forged Arthurís hand,
Ten thousand pounds Iíve sent, for the army heíll command,
The rightful King whoíll reclaim this, my beloved land,
You see, Iím a patriot, not a witch
For you see Iím a Jacobite, not a witch