Blaire the Witch
By Rebecca Davis
Blaire was a terrible witch.
Her potions were pink.
She never could make itching powder that itched.
And her broomstick would always sink.
Blaire’s tests were coming up.
She knew she did well in the writing exam.
Her cauldron would end up blown up.
She always failed the hands-on program.
She sweated and slaved.
Her fingers were cramped and achy.
She prayed that from the tests she would be saved.
When it was finished she was sure she’d done awfully.
When the results came her scores were ghastly,
But everyone else was worse than she.
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