The Wicked Witch of the East

I didn’t ask for a pointy nose and green skin

For all my beauty to be hidden within

My sweetest smile perceived as a snarl

Long pointy fingers with knuckles like gnarls

I didn’t make the kids beat me with brooms

Chase me down and lock me in rooms

So my happiest times I was hidden all day

Learning magic which could whisk me away

I didn’t dare dream I would finally succeed

Enchanting silver shoes with the magic I’d need

To move place to place in the blink of an eye

Imagine my elation when I finally did try

I knocked my heels together three times

Wished for a place with fresh air and sunshine

And I was transported to just such a place

Though the tiny inhabitants looked at me with disgrace

I hadn’t done anything but appear in their land

So I put on my best smile and outstretched my hand

Laughter bubbled up from my great joy

And I tried to engage a youngish looking boy

The next thing I know there is chaos and fear

So many little people running from there to here

I knocked my shoes again and wished for some order

And they settled right down like I was their warder

I was quite happy there as they did all my bidding

Whatever I asked, I’m not even kidding

But one day as I stood in the field enjoying the sun

A house dropped from the sky and then I was done

Perhaps the moral of my story should be

Don’t judge a book by its cover

But I’d rather go with

Remember to look up sometimes