|via Ruby Juice with Pearl Soup|
The wind began to switch
The house, to pitch
And suddenly the hinges started to unhitch
Just then the Witch
To satisfy an itch
Went flying on her broomstick, thumbing for a hitch!
And, oh, what happened then was rich!
The house began to pitch
The kitchen took a slich
It landed on the Wicked Witch in the middle of a ditch
Which was not a happy situation for the Wicked Witch!
I don't have a pair of nice red flats, although I am now in the mood to crack some out!
I'm off to Melbourne for some bridesmaid dress shopping for my sisters wedding, how fun.
Happy Sunday xoxo