By: Kessy

        The girls were hysteric
        The women too
        They all felt pricks and pins and witches trying to chew
        True or False the judge couldn’t tell which
        Certainly the accused was making them twitch
        
        It happened over and over again
        Most were women though some were men
        The youngest was four accused of this crime
        8 months in jail was her horrible time
        
        Chained to a wall 
        On an unbearable cement floor
        All at  the age of only four
        Terrible inspections were to take place
        Just because her family had fallen from grace
        
        The family that condemned her was named Putnam
        That hated her family and helped create this sham
        Her mother was one of the first 
        Victims of the act practiced and rehearsed

        The two ring leaders of this scam 
        One, Abigail Williams 
        The other of course was a Putnam
        Ann was her name
        She was hysteric with fright 
        They caused all fame
        The family caused the fight

        But don’t forget the elders in their mystical whim
        The caused the hysteria in their saintliness and sin
        Obsessed with getting to heaven they molded the girls
        No fun or emotional relief no fanciful whirls
 
        I guess it’s there fault but everyone’s to blame
        They caused a four year old excruciating pain

        It never should have happened but now that it has 
        We mustn't forget the terrible past

This poem is dedicated to those who suffered and died during the Salem 
Village witch hunt hysteria.   ~   Kessy