The Witch's Birthday Bash Part 1

It was her big day, she'd waited a while Her excitement was building, but so was her bile She'd planned this party to the final detail Invited all of her friends, she just couldn't fail Picking up her new wand, she began to get ready Her nervousness making her a little unsteady She waved the wand and muttered a spell That would make her hair look simply swell But halfway through, she felt quite green She mixed up the words and said something obscene Sparks flew form her hair and set fire to her shawl She leapt up in the air and let her wand fall Screeching and cursing she danced round the room Jerking so violently, she kicked over her broom It shuddered before leaping high into the air Knocking her over and into a chair That would have been fine if she hadn't squashed flat Her magical, but cranky, black and white cat It meowed very loudly and flew into a rage With claws and fur flying it went on a rampage It flew at the witch, angry and wild It's sleep now disturbed, it's temper quite vile The cat landed squarely on the poor witches head And digging it's claws in, it started to shred The witch screamed quite loudly and stumbled right back Screeching and pulling 'til she heard a loud crack Holding the cat she looked down to check And saw her new wand lying broken on the deck Looking in panic at the defective magic stick, Which was sparking and spitting out magical tricks, She lifted her foot, backing away But the cat suddenly panicked, abandoning the fray The witch lost her balance and tripped over her dress Tearing her stockings and hem in the process She put out her hand to stop herself tumbling And grabbed hold of the broom, still groaning and grumbling Then the bell rang, her guests had arrived Looking at the mess, she felt her hope dive She'd had such high hopes for tonight's monster bash She'd planned it for ages, made it quite flash She went to the door with a tear in her eye Her dress was ripped and her make-up awry She opened it wide and beamed a feigned smile But her friends saw through her attempt to beguile They peered over her shoulder and exclaimed at the mess Then looked back at the witch, she looked so depressed "Don't worry," they said, "we'll help you out. After all, that's what friendship's all about!" The fairy waved her wand, the warlock cast a spell It all seemed to be going exceptionally well For a while it looked like the show would go on But no-one had noticed the still sparking wand