Don’t try to tell me
there’s no such a thing!
You see what you see —
proof on the wing!
It seems she took off
on her hybrid broomstick,
her antennae aquiver
at mischief’s uptick;
as her cloaking device
wrapped her lemon-eyed cat,
it failed to extend
to her best riding hat,
but the hat floats mid-air
awaiting her head
as warning to skeptics —
be believers instead.
Did you know, dear reader, that, if you should come upon a bad witch, you can change her into a good witch with a Milky Way? Or a Snickers will do. I have it on the best authority.
More thanks to photographer Emily Berg Baine.
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