Thursday photo prompt: Wicker #writephoto

Twisted sisters
From willow branches, we three are made
Step inside our sweet embrace
We will take you to the gates of hell
Knock three times, receive what is offered
If you have not wet your pants by then
We will grant the wish that is in your hand
That is if you dare to let us see
Thinking nothing good ever comes from hell
On our return, remember this
The third one is the charm
That is me. No, it is me,
I told you, it is me. Now make your choice
Which one of us will free the wish you hold?
Only one can grant it well
The wrong choice will take you back to hell
Do not linger too long in our embrace…


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