Aggie The Hag
Poem By Dee Daffodil
Aggie the Hag, was a wonderful witch,
Who all the children adored
She fancied herself a sorceress
It kept her from being bored
Aggie practiced for many hours
With her book of magic spells
But in the end, the final result
Was just a lot of bad smells
She had all the right ingredients
For conjurring up a potion
She mixed eye of newt, and warthog oil
But wound up with hand lotion
She had tried spells as well
But spells could be quite tricky
For once before she'd done the frog-prince spell
And was left with a prince, quite sticky!
Aggie wanted to fly through the town,
On her broom, for Halloween night
But once again she was dismayed to find
That heights gave her a fright
So, on Halloween night, she decked herself,
In all her witchy clothes.
She made herself look spooky,
Right down to the wart on her nose
She'd been busy in the kitchen,
With one last magic spell.
From what she could tell, so far,
It seemed to have gone quite well
So when children began arriving
Dressed as goblins, ghosts and ghouls
She invited them in with their parents
Thus breaking all the witch rules
She then offered them some morsels
For each to chew upon
They noshed them down quite happily
Until the last crumb was gone
She waited in anticipation
Of what would happen next
Would this spell also fizzle?
Or would everyone be hexed?
One by one, they had to agree
Her magic powers would stand
They all said her chocolate chip cookies,
Were the best in all the land!