a good witch

witches don't
scare
you anymore.
not the green kind,
or the pale
white ones
either.
you've seen them
all by now.
in their black
floppy hats,
on their brooms.
at their pots
boiling
up a brew.
you've handled
all their
curses and spells.
there's nothing
they can throw
at you now,
that will harm
you, or change
your mood from
well to ill.
you're done with
the wicked
witches, you need
a good one
now. for once.