The flight of the witch


Eye of newt and blood of dragon
she cackled with delight
this spell would be the best one yet
he’d be a toad this night

But then it all went wrong again
she could find no slime of snail
so in her own impatient way
she added lizard’s tail

No prince would spurn her love again
he’d wish he’d never crossed her
he’d beg for her forgiveness
and regret he ever lost her

She waved her wand maliciously
and cackled with a smile
but he turned not into a humble toad
but a ferocious crocodile

He chased her out the coven
as she scuttled off in fright
and with him snapping at her bony heels
she flew off through the stormy night


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