“Oh, Ralph, help! I’ve just fallen in love with a witch.”
‘Son, just be thankful that she’s not also a bitch.”
“But, Ralph, she’s that too,
And a vampire. It’s true!”
“Son, just pray she’s not Austrian; then your life will be rich.”
In guttural German, his beloved mother tongue.
The unconscious we share,
Look closely should you dare,
You’ll find only constructs that witches have sung.
tired of inserting split green banana,
she tried with a cock,
didn´t know how to dock
she´ll ask Dr. Ruth - manana.
lured males to her grotto with this feminine tutch.
To hear them whining gave her a cackle,
she danced ’round the fire with her cat and her dackel.
Try to catch her - and she is suddenly futsch.
her favorite day was “manana”,
one day she was late,
her excuse was she ate,
an artfully split green banana.
she always took life more than easy.
Would have been even easier,
if bitch was not sleazier.
If you tell her THAT, she looks breezy.
would you ever believe she was human?
Her quirks and her twists,
and how she brooms in the mists,
she´s more like a sister of AE Newman.