As they passed the smithy's cottage something caught the traveller's eye
He felt a presence near him and peered above the gloom
Across the full and glowing moon a witch came flying by!
And the black cat now, was clinging to the broom.

The pair increased the pace; a boat awaited them
From the smithy's barn an owl swooped low; prophesying doom?
The traveller changed direction to from where the waters stem
The black cat had vanished from the broom.

In the mist, the boat appeared, it's crew were mostly silent
The traveller boards the boat but Gullible's knees begin to freeze
Sensing his life about to change; into the boat he went
And the black cat appeared; crossed their path with ease.

The journey time was short; across to the other side
In the distance was a mansion; Gullible wondered about his fate
With hoods pulled up, into the mist they stride.
And the black cat walks through the mansion gate.