PIMPLES OF THE WITCH

My granny use to be a very naughty, nasty, mean witch,

She gave nice people lots of pimples, and made those pimples itch,

She'd sell a cure in a plastic tub,

Just a mayonnaise and alcohol rub,

Granny became really rich, off the pimple cream, she would pitch.

SLEIGH BELLS AND COOKIE

Cookie was Santa's favorite reindeer,

She always had a joke, and was full of good cheer,

And every year,

She'd load the sled gear,

And, licked clean Santa's bells, so they were easy to hear.

A WITCH TURNED ME

A witch turned me into a turtle, not nice,

I did nothing to him, except the crab lice,

But I'm not to blame,

For his scratches of shame,

I got them from my friends, the mice.

I AM PROTEIN

I went to see witches to buy magic brew,

Alas, they hit me on the head and threw me into their stew,

It wasn't so bad,

Between the potatoes and bread,

I was the protein for one meal, maybe two.

MY CAR IS RUSTY OR PIXIE-DUSTY

My car is sprinkled all with rust,
But, the kids all call it pixie-dust,
Well, the engine is magic,
If magic is tragic,
And, getting somewhere not a must.