"My tits are quite warm," said the witch to her friend,
Who felt he could touch them for days without end.
"No warts on my face," she went on to say.
"Though I do need some help from Oil of Olay.

"I don't own a cauldron, just a pot for fondue.
I've no eye of newt, just bullion for stew.
I do have a cat but Whisker's his name,
I've never met Aslan, nor shaved off his mane.

"I don't ride a broom, but a Swiffer for style,"
She showed him the package and turned with a smile.
"The spells that I cast are meant to do good,
I care for our Earth like all people should.

"It took half my life to discover my niche;
Who knew all along I was born to bewitch."
"I've known for some time that you're not one to hex,"
Said the man to the witch, "All I want is your sex."