Ingrid The Smily Witch

Can I whisper you a tale,
About a smiling witch?
Ingrid would even smile,
When she zoomed into a ditch!

The others said it wasn't right,
For a witch to smile,
A proper witch looks serious,
And smells of something vile.

Ingrid looked at her bat,
Hanging up side down,
She thought "if I do that,
My smile would be a frown!"

But hanging up by her toes,
Was not so very easy,
Her magic hat fell right off,
And it made her stomach queasy.

Flushing a deep shade of green,
Her smile turned to a frown,
But the other silly witches,
Thought she was smiling up-side down!

"Ingrid broke the smiling rule,"
The others did cackle and croon,
Abracamonkious hairykaflunkious,
You are now a hairy Baboon!"

Ingrid rather liked the change,
Now she smiles all day long,
Grins, giggles, laughs out loud,
And sings a happy song!

by Angela