Tuesday Poem - Sea Witch Shanty

There once was an evil witch o’ sea
Who would gladly try to capture thee
When the winds whipped up and the boat sank low
She’ll stretch her hand and strike her blow

Beware when you sail on the seas so brave
Or you’ll end up in her evil cave
Pay your tribute and pay it quick
Or you’ll be drowning in the drink

This witch o’ the sea she speaks to the dead
Never satisfied she wants your head
Collecting souls, she’s black to the core
A necromancer always after more

Beware when you sail on the seas so brave
Or you’ll end up in her evil cave
Pay your tribute and pay it quick
Or you’ll be drowning in the drink

The sea witch she did lose her lover
Never will she ever find another
She whip up a storm in the blink of an eye
And we’ll never hear your dying cry

Beware when you sail on the seas so brave
Or you’ll end up in her evil cave
Pay your tribute and pay it quick
Or you’ll be drowning in the drink

With blackened eyes and scales of green
It’s a sight you wished you’d never seen
Her smile is lined with razor like teeth
She’ll dig in her claws and sink you deep

Beware when you sail on the seas so brave
Or you’ll end up in her evil cave
Pay your tribute and pay it quick
Or you’ll be drowning in the drink

This witch rules the sea with an iron fist
And always demands sacrifice as gift
It cannot be paid with jewels or gold
Give her souls before their body grows cold

Beware when you sail on the seas so brave
Or you’ll end up in her evil cave
Pay your tribute and pay it quick
Or you’ll be drowning in the drink

Shanty taken from The Bone Thief, out November 12th, 2021. Pre-order your copy here.

Claire Buss is a multi-genre author and poet, completely addicted to cake. Find out more about her books on her website clairebuss.co.uk. Join the discussion in her Facebook group Buss's Book Stop. Never miss out on future posts by following me.