Jane Horne’s daughter was deformed in hands and feet.
Jane herself showed signs of being senile
with her ever-hanging, half-dry smile.
In 1727, there were no geriatric wards to treat her,
so the neighbours were quite naturally concerned.
They said she’d had her daughter shoed by the Devil,
was a witch and should be under guard.
Captain Ross agreed, ordered her stripped and tarred,
paraded through Dornach in a barrel and burned.
When she saw the blaze, she smiled and turned,
quite unlike the witch they had presumed her,
and warmed her hands at the fire
that then consumed her.