Wendy the Witch

Wendy the Witch


Wendy was a good little witch,
but she lost her magic wand.
She looked in every nook and niche
and around her favorite pond.

She knew her friends would laugh at her
And not let her join them in play
When her black cat gave her a special purr
She followed her right away.

Her brother's dog had picked it up.
And took it in the yard.
With teeth marks and slobber everywhere
At magic story time she might be barred.

Poor Wendy wanted to have a wand
That would make her the queen of tricks.
But until her wand was washed and dried
She would have to pretend with sticks.