Tonight the witch is busy.
She’s brewing something new,
With monster toes, werewolf nose,
Turtles, toads, and tail of shrew.
Then candy corn and hairy horn,
Make the flames leap higher.
But purple, pink, and scarlet flames,
Are not what she desires.
“A scary shadow!” She exclaims,
“That’s what I am missing!”
But scary bat and scary cat,
Only set the brew to hissing.
But just as all seems lost,
Someone knocks upon the door.
With dainty feet, a girl, petite,
Casts her shadow on the floor.
Scary thing – this child so bold,
And with a squeal,
The brew turns gold.