You're a mean one, Mrs Witch
I hope you get a dreadful itch
One you wouldn't wish on the evilest bitch
You're an ugly one, Mrs Witch
I hope you die without ever being rich
I hope you are found in an ugly dress in a ditch
You're a hateful one, Mrs Witch
Your soul is darker than pitch
In your sordid brain there is a glitch
You're a stinky one, Mrs Witch
You pollute the air like a fitch
No one cares about you, no not a stitch
You're a cursed one, Mrs Witch
May your creepy face develop a twitch
In the afterlife may Hell be your niche
-SDG
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