The Wicked Witch's Wish
The wicked witch, with a wicked wish,
Wanted a wig, a wondrous wish.
She wished for a wig, a wig of white,
To wear to the witch's ball tonight.
But when the witch went to the wig shop,
The wig was gone, a wicked flop!
"This is a trick!" the witch did cry,
"I'll find that wig, or I'll surely die!"
She searched the town, from top to bottom,
For a wig of white, a fluffy cotton.
But all she found were hats and caps,
No white wigs, only tangled traps!
So the witch went home, her heart in a twist,
No wig to wear, her wish dismissed.
She sighed and swore, "This isn't fair!"
And went to bed, with a tangled hair.