Gwenillian, Gwenillian
A witch in a million
With her by your side no need to worry
Her aim's as good as Andy Murray's
She's very very wise
and good at spotting spies
She's handy with a needle too
Sews until her hands are blue
But her drinks flow like a river
Wouldn't like to see her liver
I bet it's like a shrivelled spider
From the alcohol she pours inside her
Firewater's good in moderation
But too much causes dehydration
Gwennie really ought to drink
Less alcohol, more water I think
Her and Phil sing bawdy songs
On her guitar Gwen strums along
They really are a wicked pair
As blue they turn the tavern's air
so don't be too shocked if you dare visit
When they behave they're quite exquisite.
