“All kinds of witches are about, usually all year long, but especially on Easter!” Gun Roswell
Smelling of old whiskey and cigars
You can really spot her from a far
She is dressed in full red plaid
The only thing missing is a cat
But none too traditional a lady
All though character a tad shady
She is the belle of the ball
Well, for witches, at least
Where else could you call?
Dancing, singing, howling, drinking
The witch from the Highlands
Even on her hands will stand
And a whole bottle donning
Without even once blinking!