A spell under the Rainbow

This old wizened witch sat by the window

Her black pointy hat had a wide gaping hole

She was busy with her spell to steal a perfect rainbow.

A croaking toad disturbed her evil reverie

She squashed the busy spider with the tiny insect he stole.

A bat came falling right through the chimney

With soot all over the witch did look terribly funny.

Into the cauldron went a fat rat’s tail,

The clove of garlic was nice and horribly stale.

A few drops of warm beetle blood added to the mix

What if the untimely rain was an added jinx?

When lightening struck the white sky lit up

The last ingredient was snake venom, half a cup.

The witch was ready, giggling in glee

The yellow sun would soon peep out

Time for a rainbow stealing spree.

Wicked witch was happy without a doubt.

With a vial of bubbling gross potion on the sill

Up came a rainbow across the far off hill.

Her bleary  eyes could see the blue, green and yellow

A feeling rose within her, soft and mellow.

She was eager to see the lively red

This was way cooler than even the land of dead.

Unblinking she gazed with wonder

How beautiful, to no one in particular she said.

The rain ended, the rainbow disappeared

Upon her crooked teeth a loopy smile appeared.

Along with her creepy crawlies

She planned the next magic spell

Outside all was colorful, cheerful and well.

Cover pic by opafaf

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