Queen of the Witches: not a permanent position, but it happens to excite me all the same.
With a crown on my head and a Broom in my hand, I look gorgeous in golden portrait frame.
Through my large Crystal Ball, I can monitor the wall, keep an eye on the villains to the east.
And my Wand can I wave and the tables will be made and the Kingdom will join me in Sabat feast.
With my Broom I will fly and my sword sheathed nigh, I'll arrive to the border at the north.
I'll expand my realm past the forest full of elm and my wooden steed will take me ever forth.
All my subjects will stare at my magic castle there in the Wicked Windy Witchy Willow Wood.
And I'll cast a spell and I'll ring the Altar Bell to consecrate my kingdom for the Good.