And not just for the humor.
Carman’s “A Witch’s Invitation”
Some of the lyrics:
One peaceful afternoon I picked up from my mailbox the strangest looking letter I’d ever seen, a chilling little envelope bordered with flying bats, and serpents whose eyes were tinted green. The letter was addressed to me so as I opened it I froze. What I read turned my complexion three shades of blue. It said, “My name is Issac Horowitz. I’m a male witch, a warlock and I feel I need to spend some time with you.”
You know, there are more homoerotic undertones here than in The Lord of the Rings. I’m sure it was unintentional though.
He had the house you’d expect, the old English cottage, a “Nightmare on Elm Street” special right to the core, the overgrown ivy, the gate that creaked when opened, somehow you’d expect Freddy to answer this door. The doorbell rang, a hollow gong, the knob twisted then opened, and Issac stood before me with a grin. His jet black hair and well trimmed beard flowed with his black silk clothes. My skin crawled as he said, “Please come on in.”
Actually, all the warlocks I know live in incredible well-kept single room flats in dense urban areas. Guess Carman met one of the rare suburban warlocks.
Then he led me to a high backed chair as he meticulously began to unfold his scenario with evil patience.
Bet that chair will bring a pretty penny on eBay.
I was given a giant leather bound book jammed with newspaper clipping, thus the reason for this witch’s invitation. With eagerness he pointed to each article with pride. He said, “I healed this woman through a Babylonian chant; See this man, I cured him while performing druid worship; I was paid to curse this man with AIDS by his aunt.”
Which really sounds familiar to the superstitions you run into in Africa about AIDS. Sigh…
And later. . .
I knew then how Moses felt, how when his rod turned to a serpent and the three Egyptian magicians did the same.
Man, I hate it when my rod turns to a serpent.
At the end:
Then Issac jumped up from his chair and screamed, “You must leave now!” I said, “I will, but one last obligation-Next time think twice before you rumble with a man of God!!! ”
That’s what Ted Haggard said.
h/t Lame-O Weblog