index /**/ HAVE YOU EVER BEEN WITCHY HUNTING Have you ever been Witchy hunting Oh what fun it can be Down through the meadow Over the stream In through the nuck under the brook And there in the hollow of the tree You can find me Watching and waiting For the sight of her broom So once I have spied her I will climb up beside her And frighten the old dear right off of her broom As she falls to the stream I can hear a big scream As she splatters and splutters She just tries to mutter a spell But she is washed clean And I can't help but beam At the silly look on her face As she jumps up and down with a terrible frown Shaking her fists and throwing big sticks She soon begins to cry For now she knows she must be good So I saddle up beside her And put my arm around her And tell her that now we are friends We can play all day and have fun in the hay And as she begins to smile off fall her warts Her lumps and her bumps And her teeth turn pearly white As her hair loses frizz it curls in a whiz And a beautiful young lady unfolds So next time you go witching hunting be sure you do it well or you'll end up under her spell and smell !!
