Which Witch
Witchy Pooh stirred her stew in a cauldron pot
The Pot smelled like hell
The contents stank a lot
Long Tongue of Lizard, Pigs Gizzard
Dogs Tails, and Nose or two
Eye of Cat, Fancy that
I would not, would you?
Witchy Pooh stirred her stew
Adding Spiders and a Snake
She stirred and stirred and stirred
Until it was very late
As she stirred she chanted
I could not hear her very well
It sounded foreign
It must have been a Spell
A Spell, Oh my Goodness
I think she has spied me
I thought I was inconspicuous
Hiding behind this Oak Tree
As the witch advanced toward me
Waving a Huge Spoon
I was terrified because I felt sure
I would be in that Cauldron soon
As her wizened face came closer
I was wishing I was dead
Then there was a Tremendous Noise
As I tumbled out of Bed
Copyright © Shirley Hawkins | Year Posted 2020
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