A Witch’s worse nightmare.
It is hard when you’re witch,
Your presence gives polite society an itch.
When you float by in your latest gown
Women scream and men hit the ground.
Now all of the above could be a boon
Were it not Halloween very soon.
It is not my job to please them.
It is enough to make you shout and scream
When your hair looks good on Halloween.
A careless sprite has cleaned my dress
Dabbed away all signs of mess.
No that really can’t be right, looking tidy on All Souls Night.
To make it worse I just received a call to say
My Vampire friends can’t come and play.
OH! tell me what’s a girl to do
I think I am coming down with flu.
I think I have really lost the plot, that guy over there just told me I look hot!
Look at me, I look like a fairy,
What’s going on, I should be Bloody Scary Mary!
No, I did not think so,
Eek! I just looked in the mirror where did all my attitude go?
What is a self respecting witch to do
Some pesky imp has used all my goo !
There are only four days left until Halloween
And I look like a Fairy Queen.
It gets worse, damn, this just is not fair
None of my rags are fit to wear.
They all make me look stunning .
This is the work of evil and cunning
I guess I shall just have to go and hide
Looking like this, the gossip I’ll never survive.
I shall just climb into a box
And dine on pig’s swill and slops.
I just don’t know what I have done
I even crave a little rest in the sun??
Help, this is not right I am a creature of the night.
Some sneaky sprite has put a hex on me.
The only thing I can do is flee.