In a cave the witch does live
Icky and creapy with spider webs
She wears a long black robe and hat on her head
Her nose is long and has a wort so big
Has a cauldron as her pot
A fire underneith very hot
Tail of a dog
Leg of a frog
Scale of a snake
Wing of a jake
Round-n-round with a big old stick
Pushing it around in the brew so thick
Speaking spells that are a blur
Casting her magic at each stroke she stirs
She's casting a spell to turn into a bat
To fly over you in your night cap
Smoke in the cauldron twirls to the sky
The sparks begin to, in the air fly
She begins to whirl and spin
The black magic does so begin
Poof she changed into bat
Tonight you better watch your back
Or she'll turn you forever into a black cat
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