Olga the Witch
On top of a scary hill lived a clumsy witch
Named Olga,had an uncontrollable twitch
Did a spell with her pet dragon; fell in a ditch
With goblins and ghouls, It caused nasty itch
When it flared she’d yell in a loud high pitch
Voice, she walked with a jerk and slight switch
The most surprising thing she could cross-stitch
It was most definitely without a doubt her niche
She made a unique logo for a cape and got rich
Olga gave up magic and spells without a hitch
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