What happened was just this.
The wind began to switch,
the house to pitch
and suddenly the hinges
started to unhitch.
Just then the Witch,
to satisfy an itch
went flying
on her broomstick,
thumbing for a hitch.
And oh, what happened then was rich.
The house began to pitch.
The kitchen took a slitch.
It landed on the Wicked Witch
in the middle of a ditch,
which was not a healthy situation
for the Wicked Witch.
Who began to twitch
and was reduced to just a stitch
of what was once the Wicked Witch.