...Once in a night as black as pitchIsabel met a wicked old witch.
The witches face was cross and wrinkled,
the witches gums with teeth were sprinkles.
Ho ho Isabel! the old witch crowed,
I'll turn you into an ugly old toad!
Isabel, Isabel didn't worry,
Isabel didn't scream or scurry,
She showed no rage and she showed no rancor,
But she turned the witch into milk and drank her.... by Ogden Nash
3 comments:
Hmmmm I think maybe that milk was a little sour? I think I would avoid Isabel as well.
(giggle) Well, serves that bad ole witch right! Perhaps it was into buttermilk? But that would not be a bad thing--as I LOVE buttermilk with a passion.
that is funny, love it...cool image too.
Sweetie I hope your feeling good today and everything is going fine. It has been raining here so much, lots of fire ant mounds to deal with. Just busy, always things to take care.
Have another wonderful week.
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