There once was a witch,
Who tried to be the nicest,
But didn't work well.
She went to the wishing spell
And said all her hardest spells!
Spirit of magic,
Twinkles like a milion stars,
It listens to dreams,
The magic will never stop,
Still nothing will really change!
The witch made a curse
Which hurt a lot of people
She loved her curses.
So she sat on her broomstick
To find some of her powers!
Shimmering sparkles like shooting stars,
Feels like you're going to Mars.
Spells are being whispered into my ears
Hearing your spirits brushing their beards.
Feels really warm on the inside
But not very safe on the slip side.
Quiet as bedtime,
Snow falling from high mountains,
As cold as white snow,
You will be frozen like ice,
You don't want to be frozen.