Help! I’m not a Witch! I’m extraordinarily bad -
I made Wiz Professor cry, and Witch Mistress mad!
My spells and magic potions, Mum, they all are going wrong.
Witch Mistress says I’m stupid, that I am definitely not strong!
Oh please bring me home Mum.
This is all just to weird!
The Practice pill to make me hide- The damn thing disappeared!
My sleeping potion fell asleep and snored all through a lesson -
The devilish curse caught Witching Pox then suffered from depression!
My love charm fell in love with me then gave me slurpy kisses,
And my Witching Cough cure made horrific burps and hisses!
A truth spell told the truth to Witch Mistress today - that’s she’s as ugly as a toad!
I thought she was going to pop, on ultimate overload!
Meet me at the Witching gate,
Tomorrow and at noon,
Don’t be late Mum,
I want to see you soon!
Lots of Worms and Frogs… Your Son
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