Wicked Witch of the East
Nurse Cratchet thinks that I'm a flake,
That my cheese slid off my cracker,
What can I do? What will it take?
To prove to her, I won't attack her.
I guess I'll show, my smiling face,
And then perhaps, she'll give the key,
With my sweet charm, Nurse will embrace,
So from the 'stute, I then can flee.
To all the toons, then adios,
The Justins too, I will be seein,
As on my broom, head back to Oz,
With my dog Ian, he's European.
(Wanted to try this picture thingee)