THE WITCH’S BAD HAIR DAY

The witch was having a “bad” hair day,

It didn’t look like a witch’s should.

Her hair was absolutely gorgeous,

With cute curls that looked really good.

The witch looked in the mirror and frowned.

All she could do was stare.

It was now up to her to undo,

The unwitchlike condition of her hair.

So she cut a rug and cast a spell,

And waved her magic wand.

In an instant her hair turned green,

Instead of that awful blond.

Her hair sprang out in all directions,

Going this way and that.

Those hairs would now stick out just right,

When she wore her witches hat.

The witch was filled with pride.

Now this was a “good” hair day.

And to hold all those strays in place,

She conjured up a can of scare spray.

Michael D. Schafer

© March 24, 2017