Young Queen of the Witches

The cynical witches watched the night air In slid a broom without fuss or any fanfare On her stick was a small witch, her name was Claire She was the queen of the witches, and she gave a stare She is so young! Hagmouth said, I thought she would be scarier. I heard she was ape-like said another. I thought she would be hairier. I did not know what to expect said a witch who was usually merrier. Claire flipped her broom and flew straight into their barrier.