My Witch

by JumpingJules

There’s a witch in our shed
Or so I’ve been told
With hair like a princess
And beautifully clothed

She rides a silver broomstick
With a very friendly mouse
All around our garden
Flying over our house

Her eyes are bright blue
Her lips deep pink
She tells you funny stories
How scary animals shrink

She uses her wand
To freeze bothersome boys
Replace them with fairies
Unicorns and toys

She takes from our fridge
Our food that’s so cold
For spells and magic potions
Turn brothers into toads

Our kettle is her cauldron
To boil all her spells
Always leaving our kitchen
With the most delicious smells

There’s a witch in our shed
Or so I’ve been told
I wanted to meet her
But she cried, ‘You’re too old!!’