WITCH GOES SHOPPING
Witch rides off
Upon her broom
Finds a
space
To park it.
Takes a shiny shopping cart
Into the supermarket
Smacks her lips and reads
The list of things she needs:
‘Six bats’ wings
Worms in
brine
Ears of toads
Eight
or nine.
Slugs and bugs
Snake skins
dried
Buzzard inards
Pickled,
Fried.
Witch takes herself
From shelf
to shelf
Cackling all the while.
Up
and down and up and down and
In and out each aisle.
Out come
cans and cartons
Tumbling
to the floor.
‘This’ says Witch, now all a-twitch
‘Is a
crazy store.
I CAN’T FIND A SINGLE THING
I AM LOOKING FOR!’
~Lillian Moore~
