Hurry Home Dear Papa

(circa 2006)

Hurry home dear Papa
The sheep are out wandering
And the garden needs tending
The hearth fire needs stoking
And the elements need evoking

Hurry home dear Papa
There are rituals to be writing
And Sabbat songs to be singing
There are lips that need kissing
And skyclad pagans to be greeting

Hurry home dear Papa
The full moon is brightly shining
And the patchouli incenses is burning
The whole lot of us are here waiting
And Black Candles need drinking

Hurry home dear Papa