There once was a girl,
as plain as can be.
With a green dress,
as blue as the sea.
Who woke up one morning,
needing a wee.
Except her bladder wouldn’t go,
not even a pea.
So she went to a doctor,
sympathetic was he.
“I have looked up your thing,
and all I could see
You have a fly in that hole,
a crab and a flea.”
“Oh dear! Dear doctor!
Will I need surgery?”
“At once! We must!
Tis quite an emergency!”

And so the story ends.

Except he
wasn’t a doctor
But a witch.
And so

she died.