Rhonda Baker - Witches Witches

Witches, Witches in the night
Across the moon they take flight
Potions, spells and hexes too
CAREFUL they don't catch you!
To their wishes you must abide
For on their brooms they do ride
Crooked fingers, and pointy hats
Eye of Newt, and toe of Cats!
Witches, Witches in the night
Shut your doors and close them tight!

Rhonda Baker

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