Through the door
There she lies
The wicked witch
The evil eyes
In her chamber
Fire and stew
Potions and pots
Eyeballs too
Crooked fingers
Casting a spell
Making frogs and ghouls
Humans fell
Through the night
She flys so high
Judging those she doesn't like
Making little children cry
We see the witch high above
Goodbye witch, goodbye.
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