Written for: The Twiglets #160 – “down a well”
Mel fell
down a well
not too swell
came under spell
of witch named Nell.
He yelled and yelled
but bell did knell.
If you climbed down a wishing well, would you find coins of other’s wishes?
water drawn from well
hoisted up by heavy rope
tastes so sweet and pure
An old woman named Isabel
had a hundred-odd stories to tell
When children would visit
They always were gifted
with tales of hell at bottom of well