Sorceress

Badabee bada boom Cabaala vroom vroom Up in the sky I fly on my broom Valleys and vales Over dry hay bales On wispy clouds My twitchy broom sails By the moonlight dim Those sighting Grimm I search far and wide They’re my next victim Dissecting their hearts Burying other parts Potions I make For my dark arts Green red golden & blue Tonics in every hue Sparks fly while I invent Myriad concoctions anew Turning mice to owl & Hounds to fowl Transformations galore All of them in my bowl Powders that enchant Varied pills for penchant Chinkaara hula hoo hoo Incantations I chant Yes I am a Sorceress Conjuring spells and curses Necromancy, black magic and voodoo Excel in all, with me don’t mess