Down with children! Do them in! Boil their bones and fry their skin! Bish them, squish them, bash them, mash them! Brrreak them, shake them, slash them, smash them! Offer chocs with magic powder! Say “Eat up!” then say it louder. Crrram them full of sticky eats, Send them home still guzzling sheets. And in the morning little fools Go marching off to separate schools. A girl feels sick and goes all pale. She yells, “Hey look! I've grrr own a tail!” A boy who's standing next to her Screams, “Help! I think I'm grr rowing fur!” Another shouts, “See look like freaks! There's sisters growing on our cheeks!” A boy who Los extremely tall Cries out, “Not's wrong? I'm grr rowing small!” Four tiny legs begin to sprrroutFrom everybody around about. And all at Vince, all in a terrace, There are no children! Only MICE!

The Witches