The tale of Alice Young is sad but true
‘Twas nearly fifty years before the time
The tales of witches in New England grew
She was the first found guilty of this crime.
Connecticut was where she settled down
A place called Windsor, far from Salem’s port
A simple place to live, a river town
Where witchcraft was a thing they sought to thwart
Poor Alice was accused, then tried and hung
By zealots who accused her of the flu
A scapegoat was the fate of Alice Young
‘Twas all the justice ignorance could do
Three centuries and more* of bells were rung
Before true justice rang for Alice Young.
by Scott Ennis
*Alse Young was formally exonerated on February 6, 2017, by a unanimous vote of the Windsor Town Council.
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